My First Trip

A few weeks ago I took my first trip. I was met at the car by thoroughly trained attendants and even though I didn’t stay long, it was a pricey visit. I could have gone to a nice resort for a week for less money than my quick trip to the ER. That’s right, I went to the ER because I thought I might be having a heart attack. Now that in and of itself is enough to make your heart have palpitations, but having to decide whether to go to the hospital or to my hair appointment first, was more than my heart could bear.

I don’t have many vices, but getting my hair done is at the top of the list. If I was going to be in the hospital, I certainly wanted my hair to look good and my color really needed a touch up. My appointment had been scheduled for weeks so if I missed it, it could take a while to get rescheduled. If I chose to go to the salon first; what if Jamie had to call 911 while I had foils in my hair? What would happen if my color was finished and the foils needed to come out? Would they let her come with me in the ambulance to complete the job?

Since the Bible has the answer for everything, what does it say about my dilemma? After all, Jesus says that God has numbered every hair on my head. Matthew 5:36 tells me that I “cannot make even one hair white or black.” But I can make it blonde! Still, I am sure God is much more concerned about the condition of my heart. After all, Proverbs 4:23 says to guard your heart above all else…

“But not a hair on your head will perish. Stand firm and you will win life.” Luke 21:18-19. So I took him at his word that my hair would not perish and made my first trip to the ER. My EKG showed that I have the heart of a young, fit athlete and my hair is once again legally blonde.