Haircut from Heaven

 

I was standing at my bathroom sink staring disgustedly at my hair in the mirror.  I was beyond frustrated with my inability to fix my hair.  My hands weakened, fingers  curling from ALS, I was unable to use a curling iron or even manipulate a simple barrette.  I had foolishly cancelled my hair appointment that I made two months earlier.  I'd just received the devastating diagnosis of ALS and looked at a haircut for myself as a waste of money.  Boy what a difference two months made!

I knew my option were limited.  I was alone, my husband already gone to work.  I couldn't use scissors and there isn't a styling product on the market that can hold back my hair.  My hairdresser was due to have her third child anytime and was no longer at the salon.  I had no option but prayer.  As I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I said, "God, I wish you would cut my hair!"

I went to the kitchen to find something for breakfast.  As I was looking through the refrigerator my phone rang.  I wheeled my walker over to the arm of the couch to sit while I answered the phone.  It was Sherry, my hairdresser!  she said, "Michele, when I woke up this morning God put it on my heart to give you a haircut today". Do you have time for one this morning?"  All I could say was "Yes".  She said she'd be coming within an hour.  I hung up the phone and started crying.  All I could do was cry and say "Thank you Lord, thank you Lord."  I sat there thanking Him for twenty minutes.  It was so incredible.  My all-powerful God cares enough to cut my hair!  He was listening! 

An hour later I had a short haircut and the reassurance that nothing was too small for me to take to my Father in heaven.  He is always listening, always near.

 

 

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