I ask the Lord to bring to me people this year in need so that I may impact them with giving of something the Lord has given to me, whether that is feeding, hug, an ear, whatever the case may be. It usually comes right to my door.
First, this week has been interesting for a first couple weeks of our new year. Layton’s friends have been eating all week over here, in which I am so happy to feed faces, in fact I enjoy it. One of the kids use to go to youth group with Layton and we took him for months with us several years ago, then he quit. When I thought that was wasted time spent he is now coming around again and asking about going with us again to church. Maybe there was some seeds sown there after all. We just have to plant the seed and the Lord takes care of the rest.
Then, one of his other friends, who has physical issues, who has a Mom, in which I have never met, is widowed and holding two jobs down to get her family raised. This boy, he is a sweet boy and loves to ‘just be apart’. I think he’s a bit lonely for his mom works so many hours and he lives in the house virtually alone. Layton shaved his head this summer with cow shears and now his hair has gotten super long again. He came to me and asked if he could get a hair cut or if he could shave his own head in my salon and asked how much. I told him that we would work something out and he said, “oh, yes, if you need to be there to supervise while I shave my head I understand” So stinkin’ sweet!
After I fed the troops I told him to meet me in the salon. I washed his hair and took extra time massaging his head and praying over him (to myself of course), then, sat him in my chair and gave him a great looking haircut. He said his dad died a day after his first birthday ( in which he is turning seventeen year of age this year) he wanted to look nice on that day. Obviously, this day still impacts him strongly even if he doesn’t remember his dad beings he was at the ripe ‘ole age of one years of age. I told him if his dad were still alive I know that his dad would be proud of the man he is becoming.
After cutting, I put a little gel in it to spice it up just a little when done. I told him he better not wear his cap tomorrow so the girls could see that pretty little head of his. The deep, from the heart belly laugh that came from him was absolutely precious. He said, “oh, well I think I might have to try that!” He was looking at himself in the mirror with such admiration of himself, I tell you what, it made my year. All the boys came in at the time to give him a little guff over his new do, they too, I think, were blessed by seeing the sparkle in his eye.