When my son Dalton was a little boy, for some reason he could not grow bangs.\u00a0 His hair would grow on top and on the sides and in the back, but not in the front.\u00a0 For the first few years of his life I kept him in little baseball caps to disguise the fact that his bangs would simply not grow.\u00a0 So you can imagine the joy I felt when at the age of around 2 they finally started to grow out. I was so excited to finally take off that baseball cap.\u00a0 Don\u2019t get me wrong, he was still the cutest little kid in the universe but the baseball cap had gotten old and it didn\u2019t go well with his little Sunday suit \ud83d\ude42\u00a0\u00a0 And so his beloved bangs grew in and joyous was the day.<\/p>\n
For the big reveal of his cute new hair with bangs, I decided to trim up the back of his hair and the sides so they would look clean cut with his bangs that had grown in.\u00a0 I sat Dalton down and began trimming his hair when the doorbell rang.\u00a0 I laid the scissors on the high counter and told Dalton to stay sitting right there while I went to answer the door.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I was only gone a few seconds and I hurried back to finish what I had started. As I came into the room I saw Dalton standing there with his baseball cap on, the scissors on the floor, and a guilty look on his face. \u201cDalton what have you done??\u201d, I asked.\u00a0 I dropped to my knees, pulled of his baseball cap and then I saw it. The atrocity!\u00a0 Dalton had taken the scissors and literally cut his bangs right off all the way down to the scalp.\u00a0 His beautiful bangs were gone.\u00a0 My eyes welled up with tears which started to roll down my cheeks.\u00a0 Without missing a beat Dalton put his hand on my shoulder, looked into my eyes and said \u201cIt\u2019s okay Mom, Jesus will make it grow back.\u201d\u00a0 Then he smiled the biggest smile a kid can smile and hugged me.<\/p>\n
Many times in my life since that day I have had times of disappointment, discouragement, and days when everything went completely wrong.\u00a0 But for some reason, whenever it gets incredibly discouraging I can see that cute little smile and hear the words, \u201cIt\u2019s okay Mom, Jesus will make it grow back.\u201d And for some reason it helps me feel a little bit better.<\/p>\n
The next time you have a discouraging or disappointing day I hope you can think of those simple words spoken by a little boy with the perfect faith of a young child\u2026It will be okay\u2026and Jesus will help it grow back\u2026whatever it is, He will help make it okay in the end\u2026it may not be okay in exactly the way you had hoped it would or wanted it to be, but rest assured that it will be okay in the way that God knows will help make you the happiest in the end.<\/p>\n
Have a great day.<\/p>\n
~Amy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
When my son Dalton was a little boy, for some reason he could not grow bangs.\u00a0 His hair would grow on top and on the sides and in the back, but not in the front.\u00a0 For the first few years of his life I kept him in little baseball caps to disguise the fact that […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":58,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[46,4085,4565,368,393,780,999,4569,179,282,4567,230,177,1160,3095,178,1976,7,29,4564,55,180,2832,231,378,4566,4086,233,296,35,217,3497,153,4568,1662,4087,81,84],"class_list":["post-4802","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-attitude","tag-bangs","tag-baseball-cap","tag-believe","tag-best","tag-better","tag-child","tag-cope","tag-dalton","tag-decide","tag-despair","tag-disappointment","tag-discouragement","tag-encourage","tag-end","tag-faith","tag-forever","tag-future","tag-god","tag-haircut","tag-happiness","tag-happy","tag-hard-times","tag-hope","tag-improve","tag-innocent","tag-jesus","tag-learn","tag-lesson","tag-love","tag-negative","tag-okay","tag-positive","tag-sad-times","tag-sadness","tag-scissors","tag-smile","tag-trust"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4802","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4802"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4802\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4803,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4802\/revisions\/4803"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/58"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4802"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4802"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4802"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}