Camo is the New Silver

     During the past few years, my hair is accumulating more, and more, and more silver streaks a/k/a gray hair. I attempt to hide them by coloring my locks, which has worked, moderately. However, my skin tone is changing. Brown hair looks stark, and adding light streaks is not an option with our budget.

     I am experimenting with a new trick. Rather than hiding the silver I'm going au naturale, hair color-wise. However, to distract eyes from the gray, I go camo (not chemo... that for me was... sooo 8 years ago). I wear scarves, modest jewelry, and sometimes a big, bright purse. Psychologist Dr. Phil would ask, "So how's that working for you?" My answer is:

For now, why not try camo?

Varied colors are the new black (fashion-world-led)

50 is the new 40 (cosmetic-company-led)

Master's degrees are the new Bachelor's (higher-ed-led)

Double mastectomy is the new single (Angelina-led)
Tres bon bananas & applesauce are new recipe "fats" (health-led)
and, camouflage is my new silver.

A 90-year-old's bling camo

On the first Easter, the distraught Disciples and grieving Mary learned this:

The transfigured Jesus is the new Jesus.

"...but she did not realize that it was Jesus... Jesus said to her, 'Mary.' She turned toward him and cried out in Aramaic, 'Rabboni!' (which means Teacher)" (John 20). 

     During Mary's lowest moments, Jesus seemed to be gone. When she needed Jesus most, she couldn't see him. At the tomb, she couldn't recognize him. Grieving, weary, confused Mary discovered that Jesus was right there in front of her. 

     During my lowest, extended, physical and emotional crisis, it felt like God's presence was taken from me. When I needed Him most, He felt thousands of miles away. I'm grateful that He was actually there, and my feelings were wrong.

     Mary's clear mission was to tell the Disciples. It causes me to ponder, "What is my camo mission?" Good question, and food for thought. Tres Bon.