In, December, 2004, Jeannerosa went to a beauty shop to have her hair dyed and a perm. As her beautician began to work on her hair, she and Jeannerosa began to discuss a variety topics. They discussed child rearing, how their greenhouse roses were blooming and how men can be so like children.
Before too long, the women’s discussion turned to the reality of God. “Ah! God doesn’t exist!” responded the beautician.
“How do you know?” inquired Jeannerosa.
“Oh, all you have to do is walk the streets of Oklahoma City—especially downtown Oklahoma City. Explain to me this, if God really does exist, then why are there so many homeless people on the streets, reported abuse of children seemingly everyday and why are so many people trying to commit suicide and succeed? Why? Christians tell me that God is love. So okay, where’s the love? What I see around the world is not an expression of God. God is not love if He would allow so much destruction and hatred in the world.”
Jeannerosa thought for a couple of minutes but did not respond to her beautician’s observations because she liked her and did not want to argue with her. Without further conversation, the beautician completed her work and Jeannerosa left the beauty shop. Within minutes after Jeannerosa left the beauty shop, she saw an elderly woman with a dirty scarf covering her silver gray hair showing at the back of her head dressed in a navy blue coat down to her ankles dragging a two wheeled grocery baskets. She looked dirty and smelled horribly.
Jeannerosa turned around then went back into the beauty shop. “You know what?”
“Huh? How do you figure? Why in the heck can you say that? I’m here! Right here! I just dyed and permed your hair.”
“No,” said Jeannerosa. “Beauticians don’t exist because if they did then there’d be no dirty long haired, unkept women running around the streets of Oklahoma City. See that old lady in that long navy blue coat. You don’t exist ‘cause you haven’t done her hair.”
“Oh come on! Beauticians do so exist! I’m here! She doesn’t have her hair fixed because some people will not come on in to get their hair fixed up. Heck, that’s not my fault. It’s up to them to decide to come in and see me or any of the other beauticians around town.”
“Exactly!” said Jeannerosa. “That’s my point! God does exist as well. Just like you said, people just don’t want to go to Him to be changed. They want to go their way. When bad things happen or when faced with pain, suffering and evil then people want to know where God is. Then people whine and question the presence or existence of God when they have thrown Him out of the schools, their public lives, and daily living. My question is—why shouldn’t God just wipe everyone off the earth? He doesn’t do so because of love—His unconditional love keeps us alive!”