Bird's Nest Hair

Wednesday, May 21, was "shave day". My hair was falling out in fistfuls and the mess it created was just annoying. I hadn't washed my hair is several days to preserve it a little longer, but it felt dead, dry and dull. I told Marlin I was ready. He has a friend, Anne, who had all the necessary equipment and she offered to come to the house. Marlin would join me in getting "buzzed". Anne suggested we go outside so that my hair would fall in the grass so that birds could use it to build their nests. Well, come to think of it, I remember seeing hair in birds nests and I've had days where my mother exclaimed my hair looked like a bird's nest - so I thought Anne had a good idea. I got a lawn chair and Marlin got the extention cord and my hair began to fall. It was a powerful feeling, to take this little bit of control, making this decision. Marlin followed me - although I am not sure the birds will benefit quite so much with his contribution.
Giving my hair to the birds was comforting, providing a cozy home for hatchlings this spring. God takes care of the birds and he is caring for me.
Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot the soul. Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of the Father. And even the very hairs of your head are numbered. So don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows. Matthew 10:26-30 (paraphrased)
I've made God's job a little easier: numbers of hairs on my head= zero!
Love, Ellen