When You Don't Get the Haircut

Sometimes you have great days. Sometimes you have crappy days. And sometimes you have a day that leaves you knowing God placed you exactly where HE wanted you at the expense of MY own embarrassment. Today was that one.

So I went to get my hair cut today at a walk-in salon here in Raleigh. I had never stepped foot in this salon so I had literally no clue what I was going to walk in to. I tell the receptionist I want to schedule a consultation about coloring and cutting my hair...(turns out this lady was gonna charge $457 for a cut, color, toner, foils and these other treatments I've never heard of. She even throws in the little fact that "celebrities use this"..) Clearly if you know me, i debate spending $8 on ACP at La Fiesta so I obviously told her no thank you and politely geared the conversation away from scheduling an appointment. That was the embarrassing part, I told her I'm used to spending $85 on a cut and color which is about average back home in our neck of the woods which she said must be "out in the middle of no where.."

Moving forward, she was dressed head to toe in black with fake blood (its Halloween in case y'all forgot today's date). She asked me why I wasn't dressed up for Halloween and I told her I had just left school and bored her with our professional integrity policy. I then asked her why she chose what she did because from what I could see on Instagram..the fad this year was to dress up as the Purge. She then looks at me with a complete facial/attitude/demeanor change and says the following words: "Because, it's how I feel. No one notices me, no one talks to me, no one loves me. I work, I go home, I wake up and I do it again. I'm nothing." Immediately I knew why God sent this cheap, country girl into one of Raleigh's most ritzy salons. I knew HE had me planted there to do what I love. He placed me there to complete the mission I have set in my heart. I was there to remind her how her heart was made for so much more, how Jesus values her, how He WANTS her heart. That no earthly relationship would satisfy. That He chases her. That she is BEAUTIFUL. ADORED. CHERISHED. WANTED. ACCEPTED. She was made to be loved by Him. And today, I received the most precious birthday present one could EVER ask for. I shared my heart. I shared how I yearn for ladies to see their identity in someone higher than anything this world has to offer. Today, I told this hair stylist how Jesus wants to hold her hand and her heart. And today, I found someone who wants to go to church and sit with me at the Summit on Sunday. Today, I was reminded how our discomfort (telling her I cant afford her prices) can lead to His victory and lead to His glory despite our embarassment.

Happy Birthday to me!

Jesus please keep the uncomfortable situations coming my way if it means I get to multiply YOUR kingdom!!!!