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by Rhonda RheaMy husband hates it when I complain about another bad hair day. He says it's because he's having another no hair day. Nevertheless, the other day I was trying to fluff here and spray there to manage the latest do. Nothing was going right. I ended up with helmet hair. I had to start all over by soaking my head in the sink. (And don't you hate it when you bend over and your face hits the sink before your hair does?)
When I finally finished the second round of the hair battle, I realized I'd feathered instead of fluffing and spraying. The fluff and spray look that I'm trying for now is the look that I accidentally got a couple of decades ago when I was trying for a shag. Fluff and spray wasn't cool back then, so I had to soak my head in the sink. Timing is everything.
Anyway, there I was--a new millennium woman--and I had feathers. I finally managed that Farah Fawcette hair-do. It's just that it was twenty-five years too late. Again, timing. Farah Fawcette's hair on my mother's face--this was scary.
I was in danger of a clinical hair depression. I had to think of something positive. I found it: At least I don't have to try for teenage boy hair. You want to talk about scary hair? Consider these guys. They have a hair thing going that requires a new bottle of gel, mousse or polyurethane every two days. They shellac the top of the hair and then sculpt the front straight up. I think they have to use a chisel instead of a comb. I imagine some have accidentally snapped off the front trying to get that hedge-look happening. I'm afraid to hug any of these guys. That hair could put an eye out.
Who am I, though, to point a mousse-covered finger at those who grapple with the latest styles? Farah Fawcette feathers, remember? I know that each bizarre "do" will live out its time and then we'll all make fun of each other in our pictures 10 years or so down the road. It's just a matter of time.
On the matter of time, my goal is to redeem my time for something valuable--in whatever hairstyle I'm sporting. Too much time spent on clothes, TV, computer games...yes, even hair...can yield a sad time of fruitlessness. Ephesians 5:15-17 says, "See then that you walk circumspectly, not as fools but as wise, redeeming the time, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be unwise, but understand what the will of the Lord is."
We don't have time for fruitlessness. The world needs us to be salt and light. There's a lot to do for Christ. Hair is probably not at the top of the list. The good news is that He can use us even with helmet hair. Not even the color matters--but we'll talk about my chemical dependence in another article.
~ Rhonda Rhea also writes for Today's Christian Woman, Christian Parenting Today, ParentLife and other great Christian publications. Her "Unfinished Business" column began running in HomeLife Magazine in January 2001. She squeezes her writing and speaking ministries between chasing her five children and running to keep up with her husband, Richie Rhea, senior pastor of Hazelwood Baptist Church. She can be reached for speaking engagements via email at rrhea@juno.com.
