Excuse-moi ?

Narin, dad and I were in church. The first person to go up and read the Scriptures had this really bald (as in egg-bald) head. His head was shining, but I couldn't care less. Dad and Narin were both laughing when they saw the guy coming down from the pulpit after reading a passage from the Bible. I was wondering what tickled them so much, and I asked :

troisnyx* : What're you laughing at ?
Narin : The guy reading the Bible is bald !
troisnyx* : And so ?
Narin : (still laughing) He polished his head !
troisnyx* : Excuse-moi ?

I couldn't care less about anyone's appearance. Come to think of it, just about anyone can laugh at me for centre-parted hair, a badly blemished face, body acne and thunder thighs. So what if that guy's bald ? He had the courage to stand up in front of everyone and tell people the Good News. That is plausible.

I hardly find anyone repulsive to the eye. Unless of course, he has an evil look. Everyone is beautiful - that too, if they know full well how to manage themselves. God has never judged anyone by appearance or grooming, or even the number of hairs on the head. He loves everyone. So I don't like it, and I especially don't understand why people cast dispersions on others based on appearance.