Nearly three years ago I started growing my hair, and today...

It was time for a change.

My youngest daughter Lumina, now 2 and a half, was part of that growth. I remember learning about my daughter's poor health diagnosis inutero and feeling like hair cuts and self care of that nature were NOT a priority.

So I grew my hair till she was born, but her first few weeks were harrowing and taking time for lunch with my wife was hard so forget about an hour to groom and style myself.

Then a year and then two and finally 18+ inches!

I kept about 6-8 inches off my top, but the rest is here.

Somewhere along the line the hair became a superstition about my daughter's health as if her well being depended on my hair's length.

Fortunately God helped me set that lie down, and simply trust in His care over Lumina. It is much better to surrender what you could never control to Him who controls all anyways and this was no exception.

But then later still it became a goal that I could donate the locks to some charity, so some little one, dealing with enough as is, might have a fresh new look.

Today after all this time that donation began. Snip snip. Now all that's left is to mail the locks away.

It makes me smile thinking of someone enjoying what for me was such a burden for so long. But as I said to my daughter Hazel, who cried when I told her of my plans to cut the length, its for kids, they cant have hair without donations like this, and for better or worse mine will grow back.

So what do you all think of my new doo?

As always thanks for your time and attention. I hope you have a great and blessed day, in Jesus name, amen.