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The other day a strange thing happened. I took a shower, got out, dried my hair, and then immediately started to notice that my hair still felt awful. The more I went about the business of my day, the more I became convinced that I had forgotten to wash my hair. It was awful! I was so frustrated ā I really didn’t want to go back and deal with it, but I just couldn’t stand it. I had to get it clean. So, back to the bathroom I headed to actually get my hair washed. Once it was all said and done I felt so much better!
When I was a child, I hated to wash my hair. I have no idea why I hated it, but I can remember very clearly getting in trouble so many times because of the horribly greasy condition of my hair. I could not go more than two days between washes without my hair being literally plastered to my head with grease. I honestly don’t remember if I was just taking baths without washing my hair or if I was avoiding baths altogether. All I know is that I regularly had greasy hair, and my greasy hair got me in trouble frequently!
I’m not sure when it happened, but at some point my dislike for the process of washing my hair was overcome by a preference for clean hair. I still dislike the process ā and I still don’t know why. To this day there are times when I really don’t want to go to the trouble of washing my hair, but I just cannot stand the feel of the greasiness. So, I give in and wash it. Usually daily. Sometimes I’ll go two days, but never longer. Never. Which is why I just had to go back and wash it after forgetting.
The pleasure with the results overcomes my distaste for the process.
In many ways, our Christian walk is the same. Being transformed such that our lives look more and more like Jesus is not a process that comes naturally or easily. It requires discipline. And discipline, to be honest, is not a whole lot of fun.
It’s not always fun to make sure I treat my body as the temple of the Holy Spirit. It’s not fun to wake up at 5:00 to make sure that my heart and mind are focused properly for the day. It’s not fun to walk away when I’m angry with my children and would rather yell at them. It’s not fun to make enemies because I stand for Scripture.
But the results of each are always wonderful because they draw me closer to my Savior. And the results of neglecting the discipline are much worse than just having greasy hair.
Not Quite Ordinary 
>I also hated washing my hair as a kid and I remember why. 1. My mom's fingernails scrubbing my head hurt! 2. She washed my hair with me bent over in the bathroom sink. My back hurt and the process took forever because I had LONG hair. 3. After washing we had to comb out the tangles – which were plentiful. I hated the whole process!! To this day I wonder why my mom didn't just bob my hair and be done with it. š
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