by Macy Johnson
“Consider how the lilies grow. They do
not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was
dressed like one of these.”
(Luke 12:27 NIV)
My closet
is not large enough to hold all of my clothes, so some miraculously migrate
(with my help) from the attic into my tiny closet, and vice versa, every spring
and autumn. My husband installed a long metal pipe on the rafters of our attic’s
ceiling on which I hang my out-of-season clothes.
The day arrived
for me to transport winter apparel into the attic and return with lighter garments.
I constructed three clothing piles in the process: one for keeps, one for donations,
and one for recyclables.
Clothes
have never been a priority of mine. It was for my mother. She loved to shop at
least once a week and bring home new outfits for me to try on. Many ended up
back at the store. Mama had an impeccable taste in clothing with a classical
flair for style, which she passed down to my little sister, Nell Ann.
While reminiscing
about Mama one morning, I spotted a squirrel perched on my balcony’s ledge. As
we stared at each other she spoke through her gaze. “I am unique,” the little
creature seemed to say. It dawned on me that not only is every human beyond
compare - all of God’s creatures are one-of-a-kind.
No two
snowflakes are alike. But did you ever think that no two blades of grass are alike?
We are dressed differently for God’s glory.
God adorns
every molecule of his creation in ways we often don’t see. We are all dressed
for success in His kingdom! We should celebrate our diversities.
I will rejoice
in my God-given, one-off beauty today. I hope you will, too!
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