Works of Mercy
Clothe the naked

“I needed clothes and you clothed me.” Mt 25:36

This month we would like to engage ourselves with the corporal work of mercy “to clothe the naked”.

On first glance we obviously think of what the name of this act literally means: Giving clothes to someone who is not clothed. However, one can feel naked in many other ways. This month we would like to show you how a Nightfever-volunteer translated this act of mercy to our resent time. She donated over 25 cm (10 in.) of her hair, so that women suffering from oncological diseases can receive real-hair-wigs.

Read the full story here:

Since I went to Gymnasium (A German school of secondary education, commonly compared to British grammar schools) I had long hair. Most of my present mutual friends only know me this way. I am going to finish law studies anytime soon and I reckon this might be the best time for a change (also in my visual appearance), so I decided to go for it.

After my visit to the hairdresser’s I received my cutoff hair and I already knew what to do with it. I didn´t want to simply dispose of them, because they were too precious, but I wouldn´t want them as a relic of sorts at home (ew…) either. Years ago I had heard about a foundation that takes care of women with oncological diseases. On their website I read about a donation-campaign “Gib deine Haare” (Give us your hair!). People who cut off more than 25 cm (10 in.) of their hair could donate them, so that others who suffer from illness can receive wigs. I think this is a beautiful idea of using something that isn´t needed anymore for a good cause. For us, hair is a matter of cause.  We are annoyed by it being ruffled in the morning; we appreciate it as we (finally!) get it into a pretty hairdo. We have alternating feelings for our hair, but it´s always there.  How about it suddenly being gone? I can´t imagine that: how must a woman feel who has lost all her hair due to chemotherapy? How hard must that be for her? Therefore I decided to donate my hair. If my hair can help another woman fighting cancer, I have nothing left to do but finding an envelope and sending my hair in.

“I needed clothes and you clothed me.” Mt 25:36

This month we would like to engage ourselves with the corporal work of mercy “to clothe the naked”.

On first glance we obviously think of what the name of this act literally means: Giving clothes to someone who is not clothed. However, one can feel naked in many other ways. This month we would like to show you how a Nightfever-volunteer translated this act of mercy to our resent time. She donated over 25 cm (10 in.) of her hair, so that women suffering from oncological diseases can receive real-hair-wigs.

Read the full story here:

Since I went to Gymnasium (A German school of secondary education, commonly compared to British grammar schools) I had long hair. Most of my present mutual friends only know me this way. I am going to finish law studies anytime soon and I reckon this might be the best time for a change (also in my visual appearance), so I decided to go for it.

After my visit to the hairdresser’s I received my cutoff hair and I already knew what to do with it. I didn´t want to simply dispose of them, because they were too precious, but I wouldn´t want them as a relic of sorts at home (ew…) either. Years ago I had heard about a foundation that takes care of women with oncological diseases. On their website I read about a donation-campaign “Gib deine Haare” (Give us your hair!). People who cut off more than 25 cm (10 in.) of their hair could donate them, so that others who suffer from illness can receive wigs. I think this is a beautiful idea of using something that isn´t needed anymore for a good cause. For us, hair is a matter of cause.  We are annoyed by it being ruffled in the morning; we appreciate it as we (finally!) get it into a pretty hairdo. We have alternating feelings for our hair, but it´s always there.  How about it suddenly being gone? I can´t imagine that: how must a woman feel who has lost all her hair due to chemotherapy? How hard must that be for her? Therefore I decided to donate my hair. If my hair can help another woman fighting cancer, I have nothing left to do but finding an envelope and sending my hair in.

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