Just the thought of them not only makes you cringe but quite possible makes your scalp itch too.
As a Special Education teacher, I was always relieved that my duties did not include “lice check”.
As a young missionary I was horrified as other missionaries talked nonchalantly about having had them.
As a Mom, I cried when my nine month old baby contracted them. And then cried again over the next 2 years when she got them several more times.
Honestly I can say that I don’t like lice. (I mean who does?)
But after 11 years on the mission field I was not surprised when I came home to fine the babysitter matter of factly picking nits and lice out of one of the girls hair. Seems living here, lice is just one of the many nuances that one learns to deal with.
The Apostle Paul says in Philippians ” I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. I can do all things through him who strengthens me.”
And I too am learning his secret of being content in any & every circumstance. So instead of crying I just knelt down & joined in the nit picking and then went find the bottle of lice shampoo that we always keep in the bathroom cabinet.