Attempting Magic

Two long years have passed for me and my family. With some encouragement from my friends and the hope that some of you may be inspired to do a "family project" as well, I decided to share this moment with you. My girls and I have been growing our hair for two years now to donate to a nonprofit organization called Locks of Love. (Most of you are familiar with this organization. Wigs for Kids is another reputable organization that makes hairpieces for disadvantaged children.) This decision came at a time where God was specifically talking to me about giving. My husband and I think that giving serves as a role of great importance in our faith. With our high paying jobs (harharhar) and four children, God has challenged us to be creative in our giving and we find that God has provided for us to give to the needy.

I had been struggling with the entire "giving" issue and feeling that God was prompting me to give beyond what we were currently doing, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I was sitting in a service on June 26, 2005 and my pastor was preaching on the story of the boy that shared his lunch with the crowd. He said two things that day which haven't left me. #1: God is interested in others' predicaments, so should you. #2 God has given you something that is not for you. Ironically, I was twiddling my hair at the time and God spoke 'I've given you hair and three girls. You need to share what I've given you.' I wasn't totally convinced. (Not that I was stuck on my hair per se, but I've had long hair in the past and wasn't exactly thrilled about caring for long hair again. Besides, I always need time to think about these kinds of things.)

The next day, I was running errands, flipping through radio stations and WBCL was doing a program on Wigs for Kids. I came across this program midway through the interview and when I hit the button, I heard something to the matter of "your hair can be turned into a wig for cancer patients". (Yes, I finished listening to the program.)

About a week or two later, my oldest daughter was thumbing through the newspaper and an article caught her attention. She brought the paper to me to show me what she had found. I wasn't surprised when I saw the article. A girl in our town had grown her hair out for the second time in her life to give to Locks of Love. My daughter looked at me and said, "That would be fun to do Mom!" So, I agreed and here we are.

I can't say that I've had a good attitude about this the entire time. The starting process was fun. However, the more length you have, the more of a process it becomes. As the hair has grown, so has the time to get ready in the morning. At times, I felt like I was losing my Christianity trying to care for it, but God has been patient with me and taught me more than I would have ever imagined from hair.

You all know that belly dancing really is more my style. But, today for the first time, I will attempt magic.

Now, you see it.






Now, you don't.

Poof! The first disappearance act I've ever done.

A ilingualist-bay, a belly-dancer, a party stalker, a composer and now a magician.

What's next people? The possibilities are just endless here in Blog City.

:)

P.S. Like my cut? Cool Sis got to play Barbie yesterday afternoon with my hair. I did the girls. Hey, how about that? I'm a hair stylist too!!!!! :)