Born with naturally
curly red hair I’ve had a mixed relationship with my locks over the years. As I’ve been attempting to manage my curls in
our hot and humid Kentucky weather I’ve seen many similarities to my journey
with God. The tools needed vary by the
day, it might be a comb or just hands to scrunch. In my prayer tools include a bible, spiritual
book, movement or a journal. Mousse,
gel or leave-in conditioner set the foundation for frizz free curls (most of
the time) while our chapel, nature or my room provide a setting for me to
listen and be with God.
There is an element
of searching whether it be to recognize God’s all-pervading presence or finding
that “perfect” styling product Struggles
and unexpected developments occur whether it be sitting in silence with
seemingly no response, a moment of grace, or a controlled style which suddenly
becomes frizz the moment I walk outside.
Relationships are invaluable in managing the changing dynamics. My Benedictine community, family, friends and
mentors (and sometimes even strangers) are invaluable in deepening my relationship
with God. I have a long-term relationship with a hairdresser
who keeps my curls in shape like no one I’ve met before, she’s worth the extra
drive for the care she provides.
So whether the days bring praising, cursing or
something in between I am grateful for the journey which deepens my
relationship with God. I’ve also grown
in appreciation for the character and unpredictableness of my curls over the
years. What a gift life is in all its
twisting, turning and unfolding! Sr. Kimberly Porter, OSB
