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 out diversities.
I will rejoice in my God-given, one-off beauty today. I hope you will, too!