Today ended my first week of interning. It was a good, but exhausting, culmination to my week. I was up at 5:40 to be at Antrim by 7:00 and did not leave Antrim until 12:10. I played the music for the traditional service twice, once for practice and once during the service. Then I played the music for the contemporary service twice, once for each service. Ministry, even ministry one enjoys, can be exhausting.
Today I cut my hair!L 😮 It was a frustratingly hard thing to do. Prior to receiving the internship I planned to grow my hair out until I could put it all into a ponytail. Changing plans is a hard thing for me to do. I didn’t cut my hair my whole freshman year of college, partly inspired by parts of the Cross Country team. Parts of the growing process had been less the comfortable: hair on the forehead, then hair in the ears, then hair in the eyes. It was hard to cut it after making it past those stages. I felt the need to cut my hair in order to best minister to some of the BIC people I am going to come across this summer. The thing that convinced me I needed to go ahead and cut my hair was a comment by a young person (who used to have their ear pierced); they said to me “I didn’t know people with long hair could have deep thoughts.” The comment impressed on me the fact that my hair length influences the way people view me. I had been extremely reluctant to admit this.
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