Josiah, this one is for you. It took me a moment to pause from my crazy, busy life to read your latest blogs, but I finally did. (For all my other readers I will post his links at the end of this blog. That way it forces you to read all the way through.)  I had just finished writing two blog posts of my own when I had paused to read yours before I uploaded my own.  My two posts were light and fluffy compared to yours. Dear brother, you have challenged me. In all honesty, I had to look up a lot of words in your blogs, you are far smarter than I am, and brother you have seven years of life on me so my post may come as an embarrassment. But dear brother, this is for you. We have been raised in the same faith and, though you and I were never really close, I've always found us incredibly similar. *Readers: This may very well be my longest post to date but please read through. Josiah I would like to respond to a few things from your last two blogs. Your existential crisis . In all honest

  Throughout this week I've really been trying to search my heart and I've found two things: 1). I found a lot of veins and blood and such... 2) I found that I allow fear to dictate my actions.   Why don't I ever approach guys I find attractive? I am afraid of rejection.   Why do I turn down almost all men's cuts/pixie cuts? I am afraid of messing up.   Why don't I turn right on red lights? I am afraid of getting in a car accident.   What I have noticed when I allow my fears to dictate my actions is that I remain single, I don't learn or better my skills as a hairstylist, and I get honked at. In summary, my life does not move forward.   This morning on my way to school I prayed, "God, allow me to no longer walk in fear." Today I got a pixie cut client and, for everybody's information, it looked pretty gosh darn good!    So many times we allow fear to dictate our actions and we end up missing out. As I walk into a new season I am terrified. So