Bobs 'n Such

What a great week! Goldie Gibson was beautiful, I loved her lectures and her story and God really spoke to me through her!

Oh, yeah. On Thursday, after local outreach at the nursing home, Hannah cut my hair off.

I’m officially insane.

God’s been convicting me of a lot of stuff lately, one of them being how much I love my hair. I had a lot of pride in it – I’ve never had short hair in my entire life. Not even when I was a little girl. Which was pretty funny, because I was bald on the top of my head, but my mom refused to cut the remainder of hair that grew elsewhere because she loves long hair, so I was a little mullet child. That may have been where #Hannahprobs began.

Anywho.

I realized that I worshipped my long hair as part of my identity and that’s one of the reasons I hadn’t cut it off in the past. I thought to myself that people saw me and thought to their little selves “Oh look! There goes Hannah – the girl with the long brown wavy hair! I love her long brown and wavy hair; it just makes her so beautiful.”

Yeah.

I have stupid thoughts sometimes.

A lot.

I should think about Jesus more.

So I grabbed Hannah before I lost my God-given courage and ran into the cottage, grabbed my scissors, pulled my hair into a loose ponytail and said “Do it.”

And she picked up the scissors.

And my insides began screaming.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING CUTTING OF YOUR HAIR NO ONE WILL LOVE YOU YOUR FACE WON’T LOOK GOOD YOU WON’T BE ABLE TO BRAID IT OR PUT FLOWERS IN IT OR HAVE BEAUTIFUL LONG HAIR ANYMORE NONONONONO HANNAH I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU ARE ACTUALLY DOING THIS.”

My heart was pounding, my hands were shaking and I’m pretty sure if I had tried to stand up, I would have passed out.

I closed my eyes.

And Hannah began to shear.

With every cut, the loud “shhhhhhep” made my insides cringe.

I involuntarily whimpered.

And a full 3 minutes later I was finally holding my ponytail in my hand.

HAIR THAT HAD BEEN ON MY HEAD MERELY MINUTES AGO LAY LIMP IN MY HANDS.

It was too real.

I actually did it.

Or Hannah did.

And I felt so relieved.

Man, what a burden lifted from my shoulders! Literally, a weight came off of me and I felt so…FREE.

It’s like my new hair represents that new Hannah Douglass.

Though the change on the outside isn’t nearly as dramatic as the change on the inside.

So yeah.

Short hair.

I have that now.

Later that night, we drove to Tauranga and had an incredible night of worship with Sean Feucht, one of the guys that invented BurNights, also heavily involved in Jesus Culture and IHOP (international house of Prayer – not pancakes, unfortunately). Man, I could just worship forever. Which is good, because one day, that’s all I’ll be doing. Worshipping forever at the feet of the Creator. What a Paradise.

This weekend, the OPs went sailing! How awesome is that?
Not as awesome as doing a songwriting workshop with Luke Parker and his buddy Strahan. Look ‘em up. Not only are they INCREDIBLE musicians, but their worship ushers in the presence of God like crazy. As soon as they touch the guitar, the room is just filled with the Holy Spirit. Man, I could’ve listened to them all day long. I even bought their demos. But live is even better than recording. Goodness.

So we shared songs. Which was terrifying, especially in with these guys, who have performed and worshipped and recorded so much, but we did. I wrote a song yesterday, so it was really new, maybe I’ll record it with Jacob and post it on here, but Jacob just nailed the guitar and we did it for the first time, and God was so helping me along, I was so terrified! Man, God is so good.

And then Steph and I wrote a song.

And then Elisa joined us on the violin.

Steph, I hope you don’t mind, but I’m posting the lyrics.

 

I come to You

Humbled and alone

I sing to You

My audience of one

I want to delight You

I long to please You and You alone

I want to sing for You

I’ll serenade You and You alone

I know everytime I sing to You

I know there’s a standing ovation in Heaven

 

I promise, it sounds 100% better than it looks!

And then I had worship practice with Hannah and Jacob and Henk!

Love them!

And now, it’s just me and Elisa, two of us, in a cottage built for 6.

It’s rather lonely without all the other OP girls.

Only slightly relaxing.

But we’re listening to the Luke Parker and Strahan CD, so it’s very relaxing.

Peace out girl scout.