Bad Hair Day
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Greg Anderson
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Greg Anderson
I knew the day was coming. So yesterday, with Joannie’s help, I walked into my barber shop. My barber looks at me and immediately says, “Whoa, What happened to your hair??”
I paused and said, “Do you really want to know?”
“Of course! What happened?” he says.
I responded, “I have brain cancer.”
Stunned. Awkward. Shock. Silence.
So, my visit there was yet another reminder of how my words and actions impact people around me. Maybe now, more than ever. People are listening, watching, even wondering HOW we are going to press forward, and HOW we will choose to attack this thing that is attacking us.
Brain Cancer. Honestly, It’s been remarkable how those two words have the bizarre ability to change any conversation. What we speak and say to others has such power and influence, it was a reminder to me at the barber shop that I need to be wise in what comes out of my mouth and mindful of the impact it makes on who hears it. In case you’re curious, one of the “side effects” of my treatment is a much less filtered version of me. I am trying to learn, “I DO NOT have to say everything that I am thinking!” It’s okay for me to be quiet, and listen and learn from The Master.
I’m grateful my Barber Alex, (and he did respond with deep compassion and understanding,) is committing he would walk this road with us. So my lesson for that day is to guard carefully what I say, and HOW I say it. My mouth can be a source of life, or the very opposite.
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