I love to play with words. Hence the word “Sandruff.” Think you know what it means? Let’s find out.
When Sara first started playing softball, her position was in outfield. Eventually, she was moved to the position of catcher, which excited her. I can see why. Infield is where most of the action is. And unfortunately, the sand.
After her games, Sara would take a shower as soon as we got home. If she had homework to finish, I dried her hair as she worked on it. This one evening, I noticed her scalp seemed to be gritty as I dried her hair. I gently I ran my finger nail across her head. Encrusted in my nail was sand. There wasn’t a little bit of sand. Oh no. There was a layer of it coated all over the top of her head.
We went straight to the kitchen and rewashed her hair. I scrubbed her scalp with my fingertips, but the sand stayed in place. Next, I tried out several brushes until I found one that actually helped to get the sand out. While that was a good process, it was also a slow one. It took almost an hour to get all of the sand out of her hair. I don’t know who whined more during that time; me or her.
I asked Sara, “How in the world did you get so much sand in your hair?” She sweetly answered, “I don’t know momma.” So, at the next ball game, I watched every move she made. After a play where she had thrown off her helmet, she picked it back up and plopped it on her head. I gasped when I realized the inside of her helmet was full of sand!
“And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand: And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and if fell: and great was the fall of it.” Matthew 7:26-27 (KJV)
Sand by itself is basically weak. It has no strength. No staying power. Think of sand as the world. It is constantly changing and there is no real security in it. You put your trust in the world, and your house will eventually be swept away by the storms of life. Instead, build your house on the rock, on Jesus. There is nothing outside of His power and He will enable you to withstand any storm. Even when you get sand embedded in your scalp.
I told Sara to knock the sand out of her helmet before she put in back on. She did and we never had to dig as much sand out of her head again. Thank goodness. That first time, there was enough sand left in the sink to build a small sandcastle. Maybe I should have done that and kept a picture of it as a souvenir.
Brooke Cox is an author, speaker, and storyteller. She was a 2016 Selah Awards Finalist for Debut Novel. Her children’s book: “Dinosaur Eggs,” is now available. It is based on Ephesians 6: The Armor of God. Her novel “Until the Moon Rises: A Conniving Cousin Mystery” is also available. Also, she has two books out in her storytelling series: “Saucy Southern Stories.” The Amazon links for her books may be found on her website: brookecoxstories.com. Please feel free to contact her. She would love to hear from you.