The other day I took my 11-year-old to get a haircut. We went early on a Saturday to try to beat the crowd and were pleasantly surprised when we walked in. There was only one other person in front of his name when I wrote it on the sign-in sheet.
When one of the hair stylists called his name, he went back and took a seat in the chair. After I briefly described how he wanted it cut, I sat down to wait. Normally, I would distract myself with an app on my phone or pick up a magazine on a nearby table. On this particular day, I did neither.
The storefront was completely glass from top to bottom. Because we had started out early that morning, the fog was still pulling away from the mountains in the distance. My gaze was drawn to God’s creation.
Moments earlier, I had been distracted by my to-do list for the day, but in looking at the picture-perfect scenery, my thoughts gradually transitioned to our heavenly Father. Not only did He want me not to miss the opportunity of the beauty outside, He was preparing my heart for an opportunity inside the little shop.
A man with a nearly bald head, scraggly goatee and large overcoat stepped inside. He spoke to one of the ladies who had a client in her chair. From their conversation, I determined that she was expecting him.
He kindly asked if he could throw away his empty cup in their trashcan and then sat down next to me.
Once it was his turn, he was quick to offer his spot to another lady who was waiting with her daughter, but the hairstylist said it was his turn and that it was OK.
Normally, I wouldn’t have paid much attention to this encounter. But because I had been worshipping God in my heart through the magnificent landscape, my heart had become tender to what was going on around me.
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Source: Baptist Press