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WHAT’S UNDER THAT HAT?

Most have a style.  Our personality generally dictates what style best suits us as individuals.  Some change their appearance daily; a wiz at imitating a chameleon, but much better at fooling us.  We can’t see for looking, and please don’t add in something for free.  We’re all in now.

Others look the same no matter what day or event, until the day something snaps and “breaks the camel’s back,” causing a side of them to erupt, far beyond anything we could ever fathom.  Having a conversation with friends and asking questions?  “Who would have ever thought “little boo-boo” was capable of such a thing?”

The mere shock of this type of transformation leaves me at a lost.  I can’t imagine the pain of having a child that is a serial anything…On a softer side, I often wonder what is under that hat others are wearing?  I’m speaking about the invisible hat, as well as the physical ones we wear on our heads.  I want to know what is under both of those hats.

Perhaps, what is under your hats is none of my business, so I’ll speak about what’s under mine; some of it pertaining to cancer.  I think one hat is meant for more than one purpose; most hats have personalities, often multitasking, as did mine…

I have worn hats during an array of seasons, almost as many as not.  The first time I covered my head with a hat I was a tomboy.  I played softball or any activity that would allow my talents to flourish, however minimal they were.  (Baseball hats, swim caps.  O.K.!  Easter Bonnets, etc…

After a while I would retire one hat for another, creating a change in my style.  Also, during that time I suppose you could say I used my hat as a prop to reflex whatever I was associating myself with.  Each time I changed, I changed my hat, whether I realized it or not.  Some of those hats were invisible; I didn’t want others to know some private, even shameful things about me.

However, I started realizing that no matter what hat I was wearing, my Spirit was unchanging.  I couldn’t hide the fact that I knew I wasn’t wearing my best; my hat was all about emotional ties I thought was making me feel good.  Now I know hats can change our character into fantasies.  A person with a gun becomes brave, then we wear Gray hats for rain, and Black ones for funerals.

I collected hats in this season, this time it was because I was bald.  Most that saw or knew me was under the impression I was wearing hats for a style.  That was not the case, Chemo took my hair out, and hats were my crutch.

Sometimes, wearing a hat makes us popular, everyone stops to comment on it, as if it is a form of communication.  Sometimes a badge of honor, or for a show of femininity, dressed up or down.  Wearing a high hat is not necessary a compliment.  Have you heard the ole saying, “So you have your high hat on, or riding your high horse?”  Meaning you think you are above and beyond who you really are.

Sometimes hats are worn as a symbol of security. (Police officer, fireman, etc.)  The good thing about hats is they help to establish our professional identity.

I wear more than one hat; one is a business hat, one is a social hat; the hat of an Author, including all my emotional hats.  All those hats are really connected to the physical world, and they are all about how they make me feel and look.

“I heard all politicians should have at lease 3 hats, one to throw into the ring, one to hide under, and one to pull rabbits out of if elected.”

The most important hat I believe is the one I am wearing right now, and it’s a helmet, I am in the Army for the Lord.  A hat that is strong and steadfast.  A hat that can take orders from the Lord, or a God-fearing person that is in command, and has the ability to follow God’s orders to the tee.

Have I not commanded thee:  Be strong and of good courage; be not afraid, neither be thou dismayed: For The LORD thy GOD is with thee whithersoever thou goest.”   (Josh 1:9, KJV)

On that note, and with my faith in our Commander Jesus Christ, I now wear one hat; and that’s the hat of a soldier, and I will be All I Can Be, in the Army for the Lord.  Join me!

We love you, Lord, we praise you on high.  In Jesus name, we pray.  Amen

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