My Hair Friend

My Hair Friend

He was always loyal to me through thick and thin. Our relationship developed when he was very young (and short). I watched in amazement as he grew and filled out in a healthy way.

As we traveled together some people said we looked like good companions, but others would stare and say nothing. We were a team! I took care of him and he covered me. Close friends mention that we looked distinguished, more mature and debonair together. Still other (shallow) acquaintances commented that my friend and I appeared dastardly with one another, and that we better sever our relationship. I must confess this was difficult for me to face. My closest and dear friend was not good for all the people in the church or in the world. But I ask you, how do you cut away a friend who stood with you in your hour of need, who helped you when you were down in the dumps and who celebrated with you when you were joy-filled?

True friendship develops between two who draw close and strengthen one another at all times. Precious friendship is patient with one's friend when he is right, unruffled and understanding when he is wrong. A genuine friend walks in when everyone else walks out. My dear friend gave his all to me in this relationship, and I appreciated it. I will always cherish our hair-raising moments together. True friendship is a gift from God and is something to be cherished forever.

By this time, you might be asking yourself whatever happened to my ‘hairy friend’ and if I will ever see him again. Well, my “Hairy Little Friend” is actually none other than… my beard! I grow him out every fall; he hangs with me through the winter, and then becomes a goatee in the spring and summer. Needless to say, when the time comes that I shave him off, it is a sad task to perform. But even after I opt for my clean-shaven face, each morning, as I perform an old civilized ritualistic duty around the bathroom sink (shaving), my hairy friend seems to pop out in small tiny nubs and seems to say, 'I'm still with you John Old boy. And you know what; you don't look too bad in skin. It makes you look a little too ‘baby faced’ for me, but it looks good anyway. I’ll see you tomorrow morning… around the sink and in the mirror. Keep the old chin up and continue to live for Jesus and God’s glory.'

JohnT. Catrett, III Scissortail Hospice Chaplain 306 North Main Street, Suite E Bristow, OK 74010 918.352.3080