Advice and a Haircut

My mom has seen the same hair stylist most of my life; Tracy is a warm, friendly woman, close to my mother's age, and recently opened a salon in her home after getting married four years ago. The first time I was there for a haircut, I noticed a Joyce Meyer magazine, and Tracy even mentioned one of the woman's sermons. Now, I'm not a Joyce Meyer fan for many reasons, but I began to heavily suspect that Tracy was a Christian.

Her schedule didn't allow Mom and I to have haircuts the same day, so I went on my own to the you'd-never-guess-this-was-a-garage-stall-turned-salon. We circled around the subject, but finally she asked me about my faith and then shared hers.

And as a woman who waited a long time for her husband--and even just as one Christian woman to another--she was able to give me counsel and advice on a level that my mother could not. The words that she spoke to me about marriage, about sharing my faith with my family in a way that might make them see, about choosing a church, about so many things, were precious and (I'm convinced) from God, the things that He wanted me to know.

She'll be doing my hair the day of the wedding, so I am very excited to be able to receive some last minute godly counsel on that most blessed day from a beautiful woman who is part of God's family, my sister in Christ, a Titus 2 woman in her own right.

I do not know many authentic Christians--ones who go beyond the niceties and formalities of Sunday morning and Wednesday night--even after three years of trusting Jesus as my Saviour. And yet, by those words I am encouraged and firmly believe that God will provide needed counsel and fellowship in time, even in the difficult transition to married life with a grad student husband and being far from home for the first time. My God will provide as He always has--even if it's through a hairdresser.