Sunday, October 9, 2016

A Lesson in Hand-Me-Downs

Living as a female in our throw away society I am so thankful that I hang with the non-conformists.  So much is disposable to world, or not worth the time or energy we would need to invest to fix it.  So much gets wasted as opposed to being reused, recycled, or up-cycled.  

Today, thanks to the non-conformists, I had the pleasure of going through hand-me-downs (for myself, not my kids).  It was awesome, and FUN! I loved that they thought of me, that when I went to their house they said hey here are bags of clothes we went through and picked what we liked, "take what you want."  My friends who understand those in need, who understand the uselessness of unnecessarily investing in clothing when so much is available through the generosity of someone's old wardrobe.  They understand the identity of myself and of themselves does not lie in the freshest duds or the name on the tag.  They understand our great provider provides by using his children as his hands and feet.  Passing clothes around friends fulfills needs. One man's trash truly is another man's much appreciated treasure.

Marriages and friendships are thrown away every day.  Look at the divorce rate in our culture, at the amount of families that are estranged from one another.  I am guilty of this, I have a sister I don't talk to and a father who I disassociated myself and I have had friendships slip through my fingers because loving them was too difficult, it required too much of myself.  We are messy.  We are all broken.  We all require the love of God to be whole.  We, as followers of Christ, are to love like Jesus.  Jesus recruited fishermen and tax collectors, he loved those who were "bottom of the barrel" people.  He used them.  Same goes for marriages that are the messiest, for families that haven't got a prayer.  For the one's who others see as "not worth it" or  "too much work" God sees as a precious story for his purpose.  Jesus treasured those who the world trashed.      

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