4. In Obedience To Dress My Hair in a Bun

The Lord's servant, Uncle Chang, always mentioned during the Bible study that the sisters should be self-controlled in dressing with decency and propriety, not with braided hair or gold, pearl or expensive clothes. In addition, he suggested that it would be best for the sisters to dress their hair in a bun. It pleased God to dedicate one's adornment to Him. At that time, I was the one who objected most: "I will never listen to him. We are so young, and we have been wearing two simple braids. It is simple enough. Besides, my face is full. If I dress my hair in a bun, I will be so ugly, I absolutely will not listen to him." I made up my mind that I would not dress my hair in a bun. At dawn when I was praying and having fellowship with God outdoors, the Holy Spirit moved me to obey in dressing my hair in a bun. God's love melted my stubborn heart. I returned to my dormitory and saw my younger sister who was my room mate and the other young sister were facing the mirror to braid their hair. I took a comb and walked to the opposite room of the older sisters who dress their hair in a bun. I gave the comb to sister Chuan and I asked her in a very soft voice that almost no one would hear: "Please help me to dress in a bun." She asked curiously: "What? Braid for you?" "No, dress my hair in a bun as yours." Then I was choked with sobs. She realized that God had worked in me, and she praised the Lord unceasingly and immediately began to dress my hair. Sister Liu, standing next to us, began to sing: "What a wonderful Saviour is Jesus, my Jesus…." My younger sister and the other young sister came to see what happened on hearing the hymn. They only saw me shedding tears continually with my head bent to let two older sisters dress my hair in a bun. They could not understand my inner feeling: the obedience of breaking self. Though it looked painful, it was so sweet indeed. God's love conquered me and gave me a sense of dignity. I sincerely felt this was not an ordinary change of hairstyle; rather, it meant that I, myself, belonged to the Lord forever. It was a symbol of the bride of the Lamb. A few days later, one after the other, all of the young sisters began dressing their hair in a bun. There was no longer any one with braids on the mountain.