When I first began this journey of singleness, 15 weeks and 6 days ago, or so (but who’d counting), my brain didn’t work and I was frozen.
One of the most distinct memories was the lack of desire/inability to even decide what clothing I would wear daily. I dreaded the next day, so why would I care what I wore? Taylor would help me go through my closet and pick out two weeks worth of outfits, so I wouldn’t have to think. When the hamper was full, they’d go into the laundry, get folded, and go back into the boxes for the next two weeks. Mid-April I was coming out of that.
Last night I went to the closet and came across a vest thingy Taylor had given me, oh, around three years ago. It’s kinda shiny and has layers variegated, shiny material, then the next layer lace, in beige and white. I loved it when she gave it to me and mentally put it in the “only for special occasions” category, i.e. dates and church.
I pulled it out and stared at it. In the last three years I’ve worn it maybe twice. What a waste. Something I thought was so pretty and Archie liked and I shared it twice. Wow. It did me a lot of good to save it, didn’t it?
I wore it today for work. I have quite a few things that I was,
“saving for a special day with Archie,” but now there will be no more of those. What an odd realization. So now…what am I saving them for? You know what? I’m not. Everyday is a special occasion, for my heavenly Dad never promised me the next, not that I’d mind going “home.”
A couple of people complemented me on the shiny vest and when I explained how old it was and my new mind set, sweet Hope (yes, that is truly her name) said,”You ought to where it every week!” I just might!
I would say now I eat off of my best dishes, but Taylor and I don’t cook often, so we don’t put enough effort into it to was to make that much of a mess. Buuut…maybe someday, when we actually feel like eating at the table.
What is going through my mind: why to we always “SAVE” the best of everything? What would happen if we GAVE AWAY our best, knowing our heavenly Dad says,”the BEST is yet to come!” Meaning, what is in our hand (what we think is our best) is only “good” compared to what lies ahead. Isn’t that a crazy thought?
What a cycle we could create!!!! Always giving to make room for God to give us what is better, so we could give it away, to make room for the better yet, to make room for the best, to give away to make room for the AMAZING! and it all begins with…perspective.
When we THINK we have the best, we aren’t looking/preparing for anything better, so we are settling for the finer things in life instead of what God wants to give us: the finest.
I’m talking clothes here people…where did your mind go? Well, it took mine with it. Crap. Another life lesson is in there.
2 Corinthians 9:6-8 – “Now this I say, he who sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and he who sows bountifully will also reap bountifully. Each one must do just as he has purposed in his heart, not grudgingly or under compulsion, for God loves a cheerful giver. And God is able to make all grace abound to you, so that always having all sufficiency in everything, you may have an abundance for every good deed.”
One step further MY NUGGET: “Each one must do just as he has purposed in his heart, not grudgingly or under compulsion, for God loves a cheerful giver.”
It’s more than WHAT we give, it’s our heart condition when we give it. But then again…in obedience, sometime we don’t do what’s in our heart, we obey our heavenly Dad, and TRUST that the feelings will follow.
Until next time…blessings dear friends.