By Linda Cox
I delight greatly in the Lord; my soul rejoices in my God. For he has clothed me with garments of salvation and arrayed me in a robe of righteousness, as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest, and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels.
I was fretting. Way too much. Actually it was more like worrying. Way too much. I was going through my closet and consequently shopping. Way too much. Why? My BFF, a city mouse, had invited me, a country mouse, to a banquet where the dress code was “semi-formal to formal.” But getting me dressed for that kind of a banquet was like trying to make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear.
I even spent part of my prayer walk one morning talking to God about this, at the same time berating myself for bothering Him with something this petty. How silly to be praying to the Creator of the universe about what to wear to a banquet. Yet our loving Lord heard the country mouse’s cries.
No, He did not tell me what to wear. But He definitely fixed my focus.
God reminded me that I needn’t fret about what I would wear the day I stand before His throne. Jesus’ righteousness will be my robe and I will be dressed perfectly for His heavenly banquet.
That amazing and humbling thought put it all into perspective. While I did make sure I was dressed “to code” for that earthly banquet, my fretting disappeared amid the joy and anticipation of the heavenly banquet that lasts forever.
Country mouse or city mouse, we can rejoice in what Christ has done for us as expressed so beautifully in the last verse of the old hymn The Solid Rock:
When He shall come with trumpet sound
O may I then in Him be found
Dressed in His righteousness alone
Faultless to stand before the throne.
Thank You, Lord Jesus, for Your sacrifice that has turned sows’ ears into silk purses.
Ah. Linda, you are beautiful in any thing you put on! I’m glad you got a hint from God to look at the big picture!!
Thanks, Dear Friend! And looking at the big picture does help. BTW – why don’t you ask Kathy about the photo. 🙂 Blessings and hugs, Linda
You mean that I confused a cow for a pig? I was just tired 🙂