As I was getting ready for church this morning, all I could think about was my outfit. It was a Beth Moore darlin’-laid out the night before, I was beyond excited. The standout piece was a sweater my daughter passed down to me from her “I don’t wear this anymore” clothes. It had rhinestone buttons and was a pretty silver color. The whole outfit that draped over my yellow sofa hinged on that cute sweater. As I put my arm in that first sleeve, while looking in the mirror anticipating this ensemble coming together, I yelled, “OH MY GOSH!” In my reflection my right arm was covered with holes from shoulder to wrist! There was no way in the world to hide that “hole-y” mess. Ripping it off and throwing it on the floor I knew my outfit was doomed.
In the next 30 seconds I surprised myself by gathering my wits, crossing the bedroom , opening my dresser door and considered my options. I ended up topping the simple black dress with an old tried and true sweater that never let me down. As I was putting on some far too glitzy earrings for church, my son walked in, “Gosh Mom you look so good, a little fancy for church, but good” he said. Okay, I admit, I did change the earrings, but the rest of my redone outfit stayed on me.
“Strength and dignity are her clothing and her position is strong and secure…” Proverbs 31: 25
I realized that what I wear is not relevant to who I am in Christ. It is the armor of God that I must put on each morning, one sleeve at a time that will be without holes, always covering me.
Later on in the church service I laughed to myself about that “hole-y” sweater…many thoughts ran through my mind….
…what if I hadn’t seen those holes and worn it anyway? How many sweet dear women of God only have worn out sweaters to wear-with no backups? Do the holes represent God’s truth that it is not the things of this world that bring us joy, but living in God’s presence that keeps us covered? Was that incident satan trying to trip me up? Well….if it was, God sure won that battle, ‘cause I wasn’t about to let a little thing like a “hole-y” sweater keep me from a big thing like Holy worship with my King!
So I find I am grateful to my holes for reminding me how whole I am in Him.
“Therefore put on God’s complete armor, that you may be able to resist and stand your ground on the evil day…” Ephesians 6:13-18
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