Thursday, August 04, 2005
Something to "Do"
I want to explain first the origin of my new concept, evangelical street hairstyling, before it changes the world and becomes famous.
The other day my wonderful wife and I were in our car and happened to be behind an expensive convertible. We were at a stoplight, and the man driving the convertible was very concerned with his hair. He kept looking at it in the rear-view mirror and messing with it. (The woman with him, who had much longer and therefore much more wind-blown hair, wasn't worrying with hers at all.) He was really obsessive about it. So when we got to the next stoplight and he started doing it again, I told my wife that I'd give her $5 if she'd go run up to his car and start fixing his hair for him. She allowed that this would be funny, but made some comment indicating she didn't think Jesus would approve. So I said she could tell him about Jesus at the same time, if she wanted to.
Thus was born the concept of evangelical street hairstyling. It will start out with a cadre of enthusiastic young extraverts who happen to have hairstyling skills. They will wander around the streets, armed with brush, comb, various potencies of styling gel, unrestrained boldness, and some kind of gospel "tract." They will ambush unsuspecting passers-by with free, unsolicited hairstyling and a lecture on God.
But the movement will only really take off once some prominent Christian teachers get behind it and start telling all there listeners that if we really care about saving souls, we'll all do evangelical street hairstyling. In fact, if you're not out on the street doing hairstyling, you must not have any love for other people--you probably aren't a "real" Christian at all.
So grab your mousse and hit the bricks! We've got work to do!
The other day my wonderful wife and I were in our car and happened to be behind an expensive convertible. We were at a stoplight, and the man driving the convertible was very concerned with his hair. He kept looking at it in the rear-view mirror and messing with it. (The woman with him, who had much longer and therefore much more wind-blown hair, wasn't worrying with hers at all.) He was really obsessive about it. So when we got to the next stoplight and he started doing it again, I told my wife that I'd give her $5 if she'd go run up to his car and start fixing his hair for him. She allowed that this would be funny, but made some comment indicating she didn't think Jesus would approve. So I said she could tell him about Jesus at the same time, if she wanted to.
Thus was born the concept of evangelical street hairstyling. It will start out with a cadre of enthusiastic young extraverts who happen to have hairstyling skills. They will wander around the streets, armed with brush, comb, various potencies of styling gel, unrestrained boldness, and some kind of gospel "tract." They will ambush unsuspecting passers-by with free, unsolicited hairstyling and a lecture on God.
But the movement will only really take off once some prominent Christian teachers get behind it and start telling all there listeners that if we really care about saving souls, we'll all do evangelical street hairstyling. In fact, if you're not out on the street doing hairstyling, you must not have any love for other people--you probably aren't a "real" Christian at all.
So grab your mousse and hit the bricks! We've got work to do!
