The humid August air hung close around me as I ducked under the attic eaves, peering to the left and right. The storage bins scuffed on the wood floor as I pulled them out into the open space in search of a tucked away treasure.
I'd been working to grow out my hair for the past two years, and just a few short months ago had finally gotten it to a length I was very happy with. I only had a few more inches to go before I reached the ideal length I had in mind. I was so excited! And then disaster ensued.
When I think about the most beautiful women I know, the faces of beloved mentors and dear friends fill my mind, each one having influenced my life in a meaningful way through their love and kindness, and most of all their givenness to Christ. Gayle’s tenderness, thoughtfulness, and warm c
The moment she walked through our apartment door, there was an almost-tangible radiance that emanated from her. She greeted us with overflowing warmth, and a delighted smile graced her face. She was an older woman who had recently become a widow. Instead of being subdued and serious, she joyfully testified of God’s faithfulness to her since her husband had died.
The aroma of pepperoni and cheese lingered in the air as my girlfriends and I tossed our paper plates into an overflowing garbage can and meandered into the living room where our pretty, twenty-something youth leader was waiting to inspire us with a weekly “devo” (youth group slang for a devotional lesson).
I sat nervously among a small group of other teen girls, gazing at a gorgeous, slender blonde as she took her place at the front of the classroom. “I think I saw her in a Cover Girl commercial,” my friend Stacy whispered to me in an awe-struck voice. We stared enviously at the woman’s flawless skin, impeccable make-up, and ultra-chic clothing. She was an in