So what’s with the woman’s hair?
Probably for the 101st time, I stared at the poster of a rising black (African) actress. Yes, she was strong, bold and beautiful, but just like the other 100 black women pictures, something was missing; her hair.
Why is the African woman’s image without her hair?
Corinthians 11:15 says; but if the woman have long hair, it is a glory to her: for her hair is given her for a covering.
I was called Su Mi Rui by my Chinese lecturer, after we went through a scenario of trying to get a pass to let me study in China.
When he explained what it meant to me, I felt a bit guilty, because even though he had named me “Lucky” twice, I didn’t believe in luck. I preferred being blessed.
It was like everything usually worked for me, and when people talked about going through difficult situations, I didn’t really understand them. I was a happy person, and I tried to see the good in everything, until I lost my hair.
So, my hair is that part of me that I do not play with. I spend my pocket money acquiring hair products, and it showed on me. I had one very different hair for an African lady. You know, I didn’t just depend on hair products, I also prayed for a perfect hair and God gave me one; it was indeed perfect.
Anyways, after I lost my hair, nothing was the same anymore. I didn’t even have the “world’s Luck”. Even though it took a while, I finally realized that I’d just lost my GLORY.
There was nothing to smile about anymore, everything was gloomy and dark, and I would hide myself under my quilt and cry and pray for my glory to return. It was a very slow process, but at least I can say I understand what it means to not be with glory.
This got me thinking about the large crowd of African women living without their hair. I had a bad experience and lost my hair, but what would make a woman willingly cut off her hair and loose her glory?
1 Corinthians 11:7b says; but the woman is the glory of the man
I’m African, and for some reason, I grew really attached to my hair, coupled with the fact that my daddy was also very particular about the hair. He used to say; “no woman would be without hair in my home!” and that was very clear.
This made me become very concerned whenever I saw a woman without her hair. As a traveller also, I noticed most countries are also very concerned about their women’s hair, so why not Africa?
I’ve wondered if this could be a major part of all of our numerous issues, because if we have no glory, so do our men and the entire African nation.
It is for this reason that I’ve decided to create a revolution on the African woman’s image; one without her glory.
We too have a covering, we too have glory! Let’s show the world the African glory, let’s protect our hair!