Granted, His ways are higher than our ways (Isaiah 55:9), and there are a myriad of reasons for His workings that I will never understand. It is just a given. We're dust, He's God, and that's that. I do, however wonder if sometimes His reasons are for no other purpose than just a fun blessing for us- a sweet surprise to keep us from putting Him in a "what-God-always-does" box.
Although she may one day use her hair to glorify the Lord in some way (at the very least bless her husband), the chances of my daughter becoming a circus acrobat that swings from her hair are slim. Anyway, judging from our other girls, the amount of hair at birth has little relevance to how much they will eventually have. I know this-I've mistaken their hairbrushes for small furry animals before. So the logical conclusion is that Babydoll's hair is simply a sweet present from the Lord.
For those unfamilliar with the usual
hair models bald-but-beautiful babies our family has produced, a quick picture show:
The Literary Lady~ 15 months old
The Flower Child~6 months old
The Engineer~5 months old
The Dreamer~6 months old
Little Napoleon~on his first birthday
The Doodle~2 months old