Twelve days
later we all had just left church. We were on our way to get lunch. His eyes
were not red anymore but white as snow, white as snow was his soul, forgiven
and redeemed because of the red that flowed from Jesus. There was peace and a smile on his face. His eyes sparkled and
still wet at times, but now it was because of gratefulness.
I know
people wonder, “What do you talk about
in the car.” This day we talked about hair, yes, hair. He noticed my hair was puffier
than normal. My husband laughed telling him my hair was natural curly and when
wet, it springs up like tight little springs. I’m always fighting those springs with the
blow dryer, big rollers and a flat iron. When there is humidity in the air as
was the case this day, my hair puffs.
The man in the
backseat laughed telling us in a loving way about his momma having had natural
curly hair. This momma, who had to give him up when he was four because she and
the dad were alcoholics and could not take care of him. Because of this, he
ended up in foster homes that were not loving and bad memories he carried out
of there with him.
But this
day, we talk about curly hair and I sat in the front seat thinking of grace and
how truly amazing it really is. The man in the backseat, because of Jesus, was
able to forgive his parents and could reminisce of something lovely, such as
his momma’s natural curly hair. Of all the turmoil he went through for years,
God blessed him with a sweet memory who in turn shared it with us.
I silently
sat in the front seat and asked God to forgive me for all the times I
complained about my thick head of natural curly hair. Maybe someday, it will be
a lovely memory to someone down the road.
4 comments:
Sweet memory
Oh if we all could just look at them as everyday, ordinary people with reasons to love, laugh, and cry. To embrace them and love them in spite of their place in society. What a difference it would make in their lives just as it did in this man's life! Christ IS the answer to all those heartaches. So thankful this man found that out for himself.
And I love that he even NOTICED your hair was fluffier!! Most men would be oblivious!! :)
Such sweetness :)
It was a trip to Beauty School: Our two girls with straight hair ordered a curly permanent, and our Foster daughter with natural curly hair, ordered straightener. Isn't it funny that we are often not satisfied with our looks and try to change our appearance. :-)
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