From a blog originally posted August 4, 2012
YES, I realize my hair is sticking up in countless directions. But did YOU realize how beautiful it is outside, and that there are trails to be hiked and prayers to be prayed? My morning date with Jesus is far more exciting than tidy hair. I think He likes me better all messy and disheveled.
I blame my funky hair on the beautiful bed nest my dear friends made for me. I waller my bed and my hair feathers get all mixed up. Last night, my second born joined us in bed after a bad dream. This morning she announced that our bed was too comfortable to ever leave. Houston, we may have a problem.
