I went and got my haircut Saturday. For the past several months I have gotten it done by the same lady. For the purpose of this post we will call her Beth. She’s awesome. When I first think about why Beth is awesome I don’t immediately think of how great of a job she does cutting my hair.
She does an amazing job and is really quick which I love but it is not why I enjoy getting my hair cut by her.I love sitting there and listening to her talk. She doesn’t give me advice or drop a lot of wisdom.
She could care less what I think about anything she is saying. She shares about her weird family life. She shares about her troubles with relationships. She isn’t worried what I think. I wish I had more of her personality in my life.
I can’t tell you how many times I have said something and worried about what the person I was talking to thought about it. It happens on a daily basis. I’m not telling weird stories. I’m talking about things I enjoy doing. I may mention a book I like, a show I’m watching, or food I enjoy eating.
Why do we get so worried about what other people think?
Every time I sit down in the chair to get my haircut I’m reminded to take the filter off in my life. Beth reminds me we are all human and we all have flaws and there isn’t anything wrong with talking about it with people who are closer to strangers than friends.
I believe the older we get the more experienced we are in hiding our true beliefs and our true desires from people. No matter how old we get it still hurts when people make fun of us. Sure we are told we need to have thick skin and we need to deal with it but I think it’s alright to make ourselves vulnerable. It is what makes us human.
I love the way The Message translates Matthew 5:5:
You’re blessed when you’re content with just who you are – no more, no less. That’s the moment you find yourselves proud owners of everything that can’t be bought.”
It’s not easy. I’m unsure what I should share and what I shouldn’t but I’m learning to lean on the side of not worrying what others think.