To Clip or not to clip that is the question.

Everybody has views and perspectives that are not universally accepted. Such I'm sure is mine today.

Once upon a time there was a boy that was born with a strange phenomena. Instead of hair he had grass on his head. That's right, bright green grass. His parents to took him from Doctor to Doctor to try to find out why their child was born with grass instead of hair. Of course no Doctor could help. They said we have specialist for every thing under the sun but nothing for grass instead of hair.

It was tough on the Parents, once when they were visiting friends on a farm and a goat came over and started eating the grass off their baby's head.

In the summer their child's grassy head grew like crazy and they had to cut it or mow it every week.

It hadn't help that before the child was born they named him Cutter and their last name was Crabb. So by the time the child was in first grade he was persistently teased as "Grass Cutter, Crab Grass, well you can only imagine what it was like for the boy.

The parents tried dyeing the grass but it wouldn't color.

They tried grass killer for a bald boy was better than a grassy haired boy, but it wouldn't die, it would turn yellow if he didn't bathe.

When Cutter turned 8 years old things got a lot worst, one morning he awoke to find bright yellow dandelions growing out of head. He would play outside and bumble bees would follow him everywhere he went.

One night he invited his friends over for a sleepover where they shampooed his head with Ortho Grow fertilizer and by the next morning he had grass down to his feet.

He had to cut it 3 times a day. Every where he went he had to carry scissors just to keep up with the grass growing so fast, it caused problems because bus drivers, lunch room ladies and teachers don't like lawn clippings all over so now he had to carry his own grass catcher bag everywhere he went.

This poor boy was at Witt's end when he came home and his parents informed him that both of them were allergic to grass.

No one person could help poor Cutter.

It was Christmas and Cuttter wrote Santa Clause a letter asking for real hair instead of grass. Little did he know that all around the world children were being born with grass for hair and come Christmas morning each child received a box of cordless lawn clippers that were attached too a belt they wore around their waist and a tee shirt that said feel free to clip.

Cutter and the other children with grassy heads soon had many friends. Every one wanted to trim grass, Dad and Mom spent special time with Cutter as daily each would trim his grass.

When Cutter turned twelve just like all the other children their grass turned into beautiful hair.

Cutter spent his life helping parents with grassy head children and was the national Rep for Scotts Lawn and Scalp Trimmers.



The story you just read is true, only the name have been changed to protect the Innocent.



When it comes to counseling people I think we are all screwed up. The people that have helped me the most were the ones that walked along side and pointed the right direction. They had clippers in their hands and were willing to be with me. GOD is the great changer of hearts not the cleverness of words.

Larry Crabb a christian counselor said it well, "We have specialist for everything. What we need is for Christian's to be there for each other, to walk through life together and support each other and we would do away with specialists".



Love GOD and the second is like the first love each other.



People are so complex their problems are multi layered and GOD is so capable to touch the many things that need to be changed so we wont miss out on more of him.



Look and see who are the ones GOD has appointed you to care and walk along side?



Is it time to pick up a clipper again?