Where Oh Where Is My Hair? (standard:humor, 912 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Jul 11 2021	Views/Reads: 1103/733	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Looking in the mirror again, I noticed my hair was indeed grey. If God thinks my grey head is beautiful, why should I think anything different?

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“Okay,” she said, “come clean with me. What are you really looking at?” 

The choice was simple, either come clean with her or face this question
for the rest of my life. 

I nervously cleared my throat, coughed several times, blew my nose and
then said, “I noticed that I had a lot of hair back in that day. 
Whatever happened to my hair?” 

When she stopped laughing, which I did not see to be funny, she said,
"You got older, and your hair couldn't put up with you getting old." 

I involuntarily chuckled, but I wasn't really serious about chuckling. 

When I looked in the mirror later, I discovered a lot of hair that did
not show up for my mirror time. Trying to cover up the hairless spots 
on my head, I finally had to give up. I did not have enough hair to 
make up for those hairless spots. 

It took me quite a while to come to terms with this. I never even
noticed through the years that my hair was disappearing. My new 
identity came as a shock to me. 

Thinking about that, I began to wonder what else have I not noticed that
has changed in my life? I do not know where to start. 

The only change I really like is the change in my pocket. Outside of
that, I'm not a fan of change. Surely there comes a time when there's 
no more need for change. 

I'm completely happy with the way things are right now. I don't want to
lose any more hair. I don't want to gain any more weight. Surely, I 
don't need any more wrinkles. 

I guess this is the cost of investing in old age. 

While brooding over the subject, I ran across a verse of Scripture. “The
glory of young men is their strength: and the beauty of old men is the 
grey head” (Proverbs 20:29). 

Looking in the mirror again, I noticed my hair was indeed grey. If God
thinks my grey head is beautiful, why should I think anything 
different?


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