The Lord has a great sense of humor. Before I became a mother I prayed that God would bless me with a son. I just knew that I would be the best mom of a son as I imagined boys were easier, plus I knew that hair was not for me. I foreknew that the only accessory I would need with sons would be a good set of hair clippers. With daughters however, I knew I would not have the privilege of an occasional $10 visit to the barber shop; girls would be a little more involved.
The Lord however, in His infinite wisdom, not only blessed us with a daughter, but 3 of them (and later a 4th), and the hair to go with them. My first 3 gifts came furnished with their own personal lion's mane and boy have we had a time with those tresses. 2 of the 3 girls were excruciatingly tender-headed. After about a year of these unpleasant hair-combing parties, I call myself finding a clever way to alleviate this daily torture. I would create hair styles that lasted 3-4 days and therefore, would subject myself and them to only bi-weekly distress. Little did I realize at the time that daily hair combing yielded no tears, no stress and no struggle. The knots, matting and tangles only formed when I did not take the time to beautify their crowns daily.
That reminds me of another area of life that requires strict daily adherence to eliminate tears, stress and struggle. And that my friend is daily devotions. Early in my Christian walk there were days when I did not make morning quiet time a priority. I would sleep in. I would reason I didn't have time. I would conveniently forget. On those unfortunate occasions my days would end up in all sorts of knots, tangles and tears. I would notice my attitude would not be in check. Anger would rise. Pride would get in the way. Self-righteousness would creep in. And ohhh...let's not mention selfishness - the King of them all.
I've often compared the daily hair-combing experience of my girls with that of daily devotions. The Lord has taught me that it is best not to skip either. It didn't take me long to make each a necessary part of my [daily] life. I finally had enough of the knots, matting and tangles coupled with flared temper, selfishness and pride. I longed for the peace and joy that the Lord promised when I rest in Him. I learned early that being in Him starts when I rose in the morning, making Him my first priority.
The Lord did eventually bless us with a son. I am his main barber but at times we do visit the shop. I'm glad that the Lord gives us what we need and not always what we want, after all, He knows best.