Last night my daughter made a serious impression on me. Several months ago we began talking about Locks for Love, the organization that takes peoples hair and uses it to make wigs for cancer patients. Hearing about this, and knowing that her Papa had cancer, Libby spoke up that she wanted to do that. Morgan and I were a little apprehensive, thinking it would be long and hard for Libby to grow her hair out that long. That'll teach me to ever doubt my daughter.
We have a nice long pony tail in a plastic bag that we're sending in honor of my Dad. And Libby has a cute new haircut. But probably most of all I've been taught 2 important things from a 5 year old: 1)if you care too much about what you look like you'll probably miss the heart of who God wants you to be and 2) life is about loving other people. Period.
I can't wait til next week when my Dad arrives and sees this new haircut. Something tells me he'll care a whole lot more that my daughter cut her hair off than he does about losing his.