Exfoliation

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Does anyone else feel like they’re running dry this week?  So take this little blurb for what it’s worth…maybe some comic relief—which I sorely need right now.  Laughter is SO good for the soul.  I need regular doses of it!

So, yesterday, my husband told me that he was inspired to worship the Lord like the woman with the alabaster jar.  So, I said to him,

“You mean the lady who wiped Jesus’ feet with her hair, right?  Aww, man, but your hair is short.  Do you wish I hadn’t trimmed your hair recently?”

My husband: “Naaah…”

Me: “Oh! Maybe you can wipe his feet with your beard!  You know, grow a long one.  But…that’s going to take a while.  Meanwhile, your beard is going to be short and scratchy!….Believe me, I know!…

         “HEEEEY!  Maybe you can use it to exfoliate his feet!  I mean, he probably needs it with all that walking in sandals…”

My husband: “Eeew!  That’s gross!  I mean, I love you both, but I’d hesitate to do that even for Jesus, and for you, too! All that dead skin and dirt would be uncomfortable sticking to my beard and stuff.”

Me: “What?!? You’d hesitate?! Come on, you godly man, you!  Why would you hesitate?  Aiyaaa! 

         “Well, I don’t know if Jesus would like that anyway. Maybe it would feel too rough.  Maybe He’d tell you—lovingly: ‘Come back when your beard is nice and soft and long, like those old, wise men’s!’”

(Needless to say, my husband is learning that he’d better watch everything he says and does now because it may have potential to be shared here.) 

Now, our silly conversation doesn’t even begin to compare to the loving and sacrificial act of honor that the woman showed toward the Lord.  Worship is what God deserves, but I think, sometimes, on our worst days, when we’re running on fumes and don’t have much to offer, we might still bring a little comic relief for God when things get too serious—and maybe some exfoliation.

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