“Gray hair is a crown of splendor; it is attained by a righteous life.”
(Proverbs 16:31 NIV)
I recently read an article that described hairstyle discrimination in the late 1990’s. The author claimed a large majority of women felt compelled to straighten their unruly hair in order to be socially accepted.
The writer boldly ignored peer pressure and embraced the kinky curly hair God gave her to glorify Him. Her daring rebellion was a beacon of light. It encouraged women to escape their prisons of conformity and embrace their God-given beauty.
Single strands of hair on my head turned white in my early thirties, prompting my mother to pursue me with a box of Clairol. I obediently covered those annoying, white wisps for many years.
Then one day I mused, “God gave me these striking hairs for a reason. I refuse to hide them!” I determined my heavenly Father crafted the best hair color for me, a softening camouflage for wrinkles that crept across my forehead, eyes, and mouth. Into the trash flew my collection of hair-dye packages!
“My son, do not forget my teaching, but keep my commands in your heart, for they will prolong your life many years and bring you prosperity.”
(Proverbs 3:1-2 NIV)
My gray hair is not a reflection of a righteous life - I am far from holy. God’s wisdom, poured through me, enables me to make more excellent choices resulting in a long life. Passing years afford each hair an opportunity to turn gray, or white, or whatever they desire. I wonder what color my hair will be in heaven? (Another story for another time…)
I will wear the ever-evolving crown of splendor God gives me, whether gray or silver or white or blonde or black or brown or red (like my beautiful granddaughter) with grace. I hope you will, too!