Did you ever try to become a new person overnight on your own efforts? I got a haircut today and was reminded of a desperate haircut I begged for on my…

Bad Hair Day

School pictures can be angst or fun
With memories of joy or regrets.
You wore your nice dress, gave a big smile
For one captured moment, your best.

But sometimes those moments
Were less than sublime
Sometimes they captured
A miserable time

When you tried to create
What wasn’t there
I pleaded and begged
“Mom, please cut my hair.”

I want my hair cut
Just like Sara Grace
All nice and smooth
Every hair in its place.

“But I don’t know how,”
My mother protested,
“To cut fancy hairdos.”
But I was persistent.

So Mom cut my hair
Evened it up with my chin
But I wanted it shorter
And it had to curve in.

Against her good judgement
She did as I asked her
While this bad hair experiment
Turned into disaster.

“What happened to your hair?”
Asked the girls, “Why’d you do it?”
I could only reply
That we tried but we blew it.

When the pictures came back
It was just as I feared
The smile was quite brave
But the hair was right weird!

Where does the Bible tell us beauty comes from? See 1 Peter 3:3-4