Cutting My Own Hair
So, let me start this post off by saying, I am officially going bald. Okay, not full on Mr. Clean bald, but my hair is definitely thinning. I’ve looked at pictures from high school and have accepted that my hairline is receding. When I get haircuts, my hair takes more and more time to grow back. I’ve decided to keep a low haircut because when my hair is longer, more scalp is visible than actual hair. Add to that a wife who constantly reminds me that my hair is thinning and you’ve got a guy who has fully accepted his fate. Now, some people have told me that I shouldn’t accept baldness for myself. They say I should stop saying I’m losing my hair because, “There is life and death in the power of the tongue!” Now, I’m not one of these super spiritual people, so I’m pretty much okay with thinning hair. Plus, I think I can rock the bald fade look…I’ve actually done it before—not intentionally though.
Awhile back, I got the nerve, the gall, the audacity to try and cut my own hair. I didn’t feel like taking a trip to the barber so I decided to try my hand at it myself. I didn’t want a full cut, just a little off the top and a line up. Easy right? Not quite. It started off great. I was actually doing a good job. I started to think, “Man, I may have missed my calling! I could be a barber!” That’s when I got too confident too fast and started trying to be fancy. I lowered the guard down to get a closer cut and before I knew it, I had cut a huge chunk of my hair. It was the point of no return. I called my barber at like 9pm and told her I had an emergency. She’s been cutting my hair since I was a little boy and was working late so I rushed over to the shop. She fixed me right up! Thank God!
Fast forward to a couple months later and replay the exact same scenario. Here I was trying to cut my own hair—again! Literally the same thing happened all over again, except this time, I had really messed up. More hair was cut off than the last time I had a mishap. I knew my barber couldn’t fix this one. So, I had to finish the job and cut it all off. Yep, all of it. My hair took forever to grow back…no really, forever! My wife Rhea said, “I bet you never knew that the last time you tried to cut your hair would be the last time your hair would grow back.” I tell her all the time she has a sickening sense of humor! Love you though babe! Anyway, some people said it looked good and thought I had just decided to change it up a bit when in reality I was actually trying to do something I was in no way capable of doing.
This leads me to the point of this blog. There are just some things in life that we should just accept that we cannot do. Some things we should accept that we are simply not good at. Now, could I have taken the time to learn how to cut my hair? Sure, but why go through all of that when there is someone who is more than capable of getting the job done.
The same goes with life! We are in no way capable of doing life alone. We are in no way capable of navigating through our life mistakes, goals, triumphs and defeats alone. There is someone who is more than capable of guiding our lives and steering our ships of our lives—Jesus. We were never meant to do this life alone. Jesus wants to be more than a small piece of our lives. He wants to be the captain of your ship! Just like I ruined my already balding head by trying to cut it on my own, every time I have tried to do life on my own, I have failed miserably. The truth is that Drake, even though I’m a fan of his music, got it wrong. In his song All Me, he says, “Came up, that’s all me, stayed true, that’s all me, no help that’s all me. All me for real!” I fear the thought of me doing everything alone. If I did everything on my own with no help from Jesus, man I’d crash and burn every time. Ask me how I know? Because I’ve done it. I’ve tried to make decisions about money, life, and marriage without Jesus’ help and I’ve failed catastrophically.
The great news is this: Jesus wants to help you! He wants to help you navigate through life. The void inside of you can’t be filled with more money, more men or women, or even more sex. It can only be filled with Jesus.
Everything I have and ever will be is all because I have let Jesus be the pilot of my life. So to the Christian, re-evaluate your life. Where is Jesus is the equation of your everyday doings? To the non-Christian, let Jesus help you make sense of your life.
I’ve seen stickers that say, “Jesus is my co-pilot” but I couldn’t disagree more. Jesus should be the pilot of our lives, determining where we go and what we do. Just like I’ve stopped trying to cut my own hair, I too have stopped trying to do life alone because Jesus is far more capable of leading and guiding my life than I will ever be.