Hairy Humility

When i was in 7th grade my JR gym coach expected all of the boys to strip down and shower after Gym class. There was NO WAY i was going to join in that display of male anatomy so I always found a way to hide or get out of a shower. Why, you ask? Well...

PUBERTY WAS LATE! I was a large boy growing up, always one of, if not the, biggest kid in my class. (my mom used the term husky) SO in Jr High I looked like a young man stepping into Adolescence. Nothing could be farther from the truth. OK, ...be discreet Dave... I was expected to have body hair that would be noticeable in the shower. Well, I DID NOT HAVE AFOREMENTIONED BODY HAIR! Seems the puberty bus was late getting to my address.

8th grade still no showers for Dave. What made this situation worse was the fact that there were alot of Latin guys at my school and they were werewolves at the age of 8! Not true for Mr. Lilly white and hairless.

Finally I caught up with the rest of the male population in between 8th and 9th grade. I still avoided the showers though.

OK. Next expectation for me was a hairy chest. Just wait Dave it will come be patient. 18 and you will have a hairy chest. 18 came and went NO HAIR! 20 should do it Dave. 20--NO HAIR! I was complaining about this with a friend as we walked down the beach together. He was, of course, sporting a chest full of manly hair. I told him I wanted a hairy chest like his and he told me he would gladly trade half his chest hair for half the size of my chest.
22--24--30 Pitiful little sprouts but NO HAIRY CHEST! Oh i need to mention that I started shaving at 16 and needed to start at 22!

Well, if you read the title, you probably think I am done with this rant and about to say how I learned humility through this life experience. Nope! It gets worse.

Now at 49 My body has decided to sprout hair where hair is not supposed to be noticeable. My back has all the hair my chest never got! My eyebrows are attempting to imitate an amazon rain forest vine snaking across my forehead and my nose hairs ugh are attempting to become a permanent part of my moustache. WHY?! I have a theory!

God is making sure I stay humble and not overly impressed by Dave. Or maybe it is just a biological function of body hair. either way God has made me wonderfully (you too!) but i usually want to take credit. SO if my body hair fiasco helps with keeping my perspective correct, BRING ON THE HAIR!