Being Fashionable

My mother was a shopper, she could almost out shop anyone I knew. If she were alive today, I think that perhaps she would be Amazon’s best friend. I think that internet shopping would have been a great delight to her. I don’t think that she had too much growing up as a kid, she was born in 1928, right before the great depression hit in 1929. My mom was successful for many years in her career as a Registered Nurse, and reached a place of prominence as Director of Nursing. My Dad was fairly successful also. So my brothers and I grew up in fairly nice middle class neighborhood. She indulged herself and rewarded us kids with buying things for us. Perhaps it was because she didn’t have too many things lavished on her as a kid. Regardless, as a result, I was what would aptly be described as a clotheshorse – a person who wore the latest fashions. From bell bottom jeans, to go-go boots and a red patent leather rain coat (see how I am dating myself here?), and anywhere in between, if it was fashionable, I had it. My closet was overflowing with clothing, and I was a fashion icon. 

Gradually, I developed my fashion sense into a certain style, and I’ve pretty much kept this style throughout my adult life. I’ve tweaked it here or there across the years. It’s a comfortable style for me, and since it’s very classic, I have clothing in my closet that I’ve worn for years. Many of you know that we travel in a big rig and while we are on the road we have about 75 square feet of living space in our truck. It doesn’t give me a lot of space to have clothing. I have to limit what I take, and for someone who still likes clothing, that can be a challenge. I have to be very selective about what I bring on the road. It has to be practical. It has to be easy care. And, it must be comfortable. I have little room for fashionable items. And that’s okay with me. Unlike when I was a kid, or teenager, I no longer care whether I have the latest and greatest fashionable items – in fact some of the things that I see people wear seems absurd to me. 

Like my clothing style has matured, so too has my outlook on life and my faith. The longer I walk with God, the more I understand that it’s not about me at all. It’s not about drawing attention to myself, it’s all about drawing all the attention and glory to Him. When speaking about Jesus, John the Baptist said it correctly: “He must increase, but I must decrease.” (John 3:30, ESV)

Through salvation, God promises to clothe me in His righteousness. That’s the look that I want. That’s a look better than any haute couture could ever be.

Isaiah 61:10, ESV: I will greatly rejoice in the LORD; my soul shall exult in my God, for he has clothed me with the garments of salvation; he has covered me with the robe of righteousness, as a bridegroom decks himself like a priest with a beautiful headdress, and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels. 


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