I shaved all my hair off
“Oh Jo, how could you? Your one beauty!” exclaims Amy in the classic novel, Little Women, when she sees her big sister’s cut off her hair.
I’ve always loved that scene because it’s such a ridiculous thing to say.
True beauty isn’t simply looking good.
Patience, care with your words and a gracious attitude are much more beautiful than dressing right (1 Peter 3:3-4).
I shaved all my hair off.
My mum wasn’t impressed. My boss said I was brave. I’m yet to see my aunt but I know she’ll be horrified.
I’ll admit it – I’m a non-conformist. But I wanted to challenge myself.
My identity isn’t in how I look. It’s in Jesus. My outward appearance has nothing to do with my confidence and security in him as a loved daughter of God.
Of course, God’s all for things looking pretty. He painted the sky blue. Vegetables come in different shapes and sizes. He gave us eyelashes and wide smiles.
He made a beautiful world.
Body and Soul
He made beautiful people, too. But our beauty is what’s within us. Having no hair means I’m challenged to seek this first.
And so far, so good.
It’s so nice to see people’s shock soften. They see something we often miss in the pursuit of outward beauty.
I am a soul. I have a body.
Both of these will live on into eternity. My resurrection body will be perfectly beautiful. And not because it will look better.
But because I’ll be perfectly like the God who is working inwardly to make us beautiful like his son.