Hair today, gone tomorrow

I saw an interesting question going around on Twitter the other day: What changes in your life that have been necessitated by being quarantined may carry over whenever our lives get back to normal?

(Or, as normal as can be expected, that is.)

There were a variety of intelligent comments. Some people may continue to work from home, if possible and permitted by their boss.

Others will continue to stay in regular contact with others using newly-discovered Zoom technology
As for myself, I’m considering continuing to get haircuts at home.

Now, admittedly, I don’t have much on top, to begin with but in March — about a week after I could tell things got really serious — I began fretting about my next haircut.

So, I ordered a pair of clippers and talked my mom into giving me a haircut.

Apparently, a lot of other people had the same idea. I read sales of hair clippers in April 2020 were up by 166 percent compared to April 2019.

Desperate times, desperate measures, and all that…

She was a good barber from the start and has only gotten better as she’s become more comfortable with the clippers.

Sure, there are no two-year-old issues of People magazine and crying children in the waiting room (read: living room of my parents’ house), so that’s a plus, also.
At this point, I’m not sure when my regular hair salon will even open back up after being closed for two months and counting.

Will my regular barber even still be there?
And will I even feel safe going there to get a haircut, sitting in a waiting room with other strangers?
I’m not exactly sure at the moment but, whether my fear is real or imagined, I’m thinking, “Nope.”
But time will tell, in that regard. I reserve the right to change my opinion.
So, where do I turn to for counsel on this subject?

I decided to look to the Holy Bible and found there many verses about hair in its pages. Especially gray hair, which is popping up with alarming regularity on my own cranium.

Even when you’re old, I’ll take care of you. Even when your hair turns gray, I’ll support you. I made you and will continue to care for you (Isaiah 46:4-5).

Even when I am old and gray, do not abandon me, O God. Let me live to tell the people of this age what your strength has accomplished, to tell about your power to all who will come (Psalm 71:18-19).

Of the verses I’ve read, I think my favorite maybe this one from Proverbs:

Gray hair is a crown of glory; it is gained in a righteous life (Proverbs 16: 31).

That verse makes me feel a whole lot better about my current predicament.

I wear my crown —such as it is — with honor.