ME: Seriously?At this point I realize that God has said everything He needed to say, isn’t asking for my opinion, and obedience is on me.
GOD: Yes.
ME: But women are going to think I’m crazy!
GOD: Okay?
ME: Even Christian women are going to think I’m sexist.
GOD: I created male and female. What concern is it of creation how I determine what is glorifying to me?
ME: Please don’t ask me to share this.
GOD: …
ME: I’m never getting married… You know this, right?
GOD: …
Today’s ‘this’ is about hair. That’s right, hair.
“How charmingly insignificant!” you might say.
About a month ago, a female friend and I were discussing all that ails modern pop, which led to a rant about Taylor Swift and her incapacity to write about anything but boys. I gladly offered my two cents (or in this case, three).
“Yeah. Can’t sing. Not really even attractive. She has nice hair.”
Playfully aggravated by my response, my friend asked, “What is it with guys and hair?”
Mind you, I thought I was making a neutral observation. Sure, a guy should be fair game for criticism when he makes comments about a woman’s breasts or butt, but hair? Perhaps I was unaware of a general prohibition on anything pro-T.Swift :)
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I was noting the crazy-awesome nature of a woman’s smile this past week and confessed to my roommate that I’m usually more of an “eyes guy.” He replied, “Yeah, different characteristics jump out at you depending on the woman, but have you ever been physically attracted to a woman that didn’t have nice hair?”
Admittedly, I had not.
“Right. I’ve had this conversation with a lot of guys, and I haven’t met one that didn’t consider a woman’s hair in what he finds most attractive. Nor have I met any that preferred short hair over long hair. Not to say that there aren’t attractive women with short hair, but even those women would probably be more attractive with long hair.”
I couldn’t argue with his superficial reasoning.
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Minding my own spiritual business prior to Bible Study, I skimmed through 1 Corinthians 11, fully prepared to disregard all the archaic ideas about head coverings and hair…
What’s that? Did you say hair? [Run now, Anthony!]
Like a mouse caught in a trap filled with Mini Reese’s Cup, God’s word snapped to my brain.
However, in the Lord, neither is woman independent of man, nor is man independent of woman. For as the woman originates from the man, so also the man has his birth through the woman; and all things originate from God. Judge for yourselves: is it proper for a woman to pray to God with her head uncovered? Does not even nature itself teach you that if a man has long hair, it is a dishonor to him, but if a woman has long hair, it is a glory to her? For her hair is given to her for a covering. (1 Cor. 11:11-15)I thought about my good female Mennonite friends -- they cover their heads out of honor. Until this past spring, it never occurred to me that this could be accepted outside of proud legalism. By getting to know the hearts of my co-workers, I grew amazed by how humbly they wear their tiny coverings. It’s simply a part of who they are: a symbol of their femininity before a culture that has largely rejected what makes women unique. I think it’s beautiful.
Mind you, I’m not ready to convert. I’m not going to offer the conviction that women should cover their heads and men should uncover theirs -- I’ve been a hat-wearer my entire life! But I’m beginning to understand why one would lend that offering.
It was a different phrase that leaped from the page of my dog-eared companion.
Does not even nature itself…?
Five simple words transformed this passage from a lawful regulation to an eyesight of the Father. Nature itself: spiritually elemental and humanly inexplicable. These are the questions that we do not need to ask the Father, for they have been this way from the beginning. Paul is asking the Corinthians, “Do I really need to convince you that a woman’s hair demonstrates the glory of God and a man’s does not? Look at it! Even the hormones that men and women produce are catalysts for this principle!”
I began peering around the McDonald’s Playplace that hosts our study. Little ones were running about: girls with their lengthened locks danced around as they played, while the boys instinctively pressed the physical limits of the steel and plastic holding the park together. They demonstrated such joy in their play and acceptance of one another. They didn’t mind being exactly who they are.
God created them and He was glorified.
Does not even nature itself…?
We know it when we see it. I’m not talking about superficial beauty, but the kind of expression that undoubtedly points towards Him. As I thought about hair, I realized that my heart naturally gravitates towards purely feminine characteristics. They astound me! I would expect this to be the same for women regarding masculine traits. The soft reassurance of her voice, the proximity in her steps, the sensitivity of her heart… she’s the perfect companion for a grand adventure. Her beauty reminds me of Him.
The modern woman’s shedding of hair is merely a physical rejection among her uniquely feminine attributes. It doesn’t mean much in itself. A woman will often shorten her hair for practical reasons. She might believe it helps her look older, professional, or more sophisticated… less like the unassuming girl dancing around the playground. And while I wouldn’t necessarily disagree, I admit that I don’t care for any of this. Few men do -- it’s not what draws us. We spend our day wrestling with our own acceptance of masculinity and often concede to women claiming our stake. Rejection comes in pairs.
Does not even nature itself…?
Somewhere amidst our wounds we’ve decided that we’re inadequate: that we need to try a little harder and become something better. If only we were taller, thinner, more intelligent, more mature, less moody, less childlike… less us… In rejecting ourselves, we reject what is obvious to the external eye. Femininity, masculinity -- these unique representations of God that manifest themselves through creation -- they demonstrate His glory like nothing else on earth. And that makes us very good.
[Don’t I feel silly for being insecure about my receding hairline?]