Buddhist Temples and Haircuts.

What an interesting combination of words that are placed together like puzzle pieces to make up the phrase for this title. Yes, I did go to a Buddhist temple today because it is on the way to my hairdresser's house.

This grand looking temple waiting for a girl who has a heart for the broken world to step on the earth outside of it. As she left the car and slowly strode on the dusty gravel toward the temple, her breath was taken aback.

Marble has a stillness and silence about it.

They had a deep serene beauty about them that could not be placed in words very easily. Their sculptors had worked day in and day out to created this grand beauty. Working intimately with this one statue to portray the message they are working so strong to convey. That is why I like to stand in awe of this creation as long as I can to catch every detail. Every last cut.


As a Christian, I see God's image in humanity. I think of how beautiful these statues are and how even more grand humanity is. The individuals who not only are God's workmanship, but are alive and not just some stone statue. Just think of how intimate a stone cutter worked on each of his statues. These could take years or decades to complete. Think now how much more grand and beautiful we are.

I almost can see God looking down at us saying: "And you thought statues were beautiful!?! Look at yourselves, look at how I have created each of you." I can see it now, as He is looking down at each of us smiling His large proud father smile :) Let that settle in. Not just for a little while, but cling to it as you walk through your life.



On a lesser note, I also got my haircut. I have been long awaiting this moment (Ok, for over a year). I have been wanting to do Locks of Love and give my lovely long locks to a child that has cancer. Since my hair has become known as 'the hippie hair' I thought it was about time to do the snip snipping.
It was quite terrifying at first. With 12 inches of hair dangling from my hand. Realizing I had never had my hair this short except when I was born. But I realized how light my head felt. Now I can actually run my marathons without having heavy hair pull down my head. So that is why guys have short hair. They actually realize how liberating it is to keep it short.
So that was my quaint day. Of Buddhist temples, God's love again revealed, and a short haircut.