Thursday, April 8, 2010

A Closet FULL of Nothing to Wear...A Lesson in Humility

Spring has arrived. Flowers are blooming, bugs are swarming and big fluffy clouds fill the sky. There also happens to be a pollen invasion in my neck of the woods, which allergy girl here is having troubles with, but that is another story for another day. Today, I am playing catch up. This mom has been a little busy lately, so the writing hasn't been as frequent, but I'm still around, reading up on all my bloggy pals... Anyway, today I am going to share a BIG lesson learned Easter weekend.

Actually, truthfully it is a lesson God has the grace to continually teach me over and over, for unfortunately this imperfect person can't seem to grab on to this special tidbit of truth and run with it. No, God has to hit me over the head with this lesson in big size portions constantly. Some days, it just hurts a little more than others.

Let me start by saying, my biggest downfall in life happens to be my INSECURITIES. Yep! There you have it people. News flash! Mich doesn't have it all together. In fact Mich happens to be one of the most insecure people I know. :) I've mentioned in past posts about my fear of stage fright, my need to be a people pleaser and little bits and pieces about my insecurities, but I don't think I have ever really laid it out on the table for you, or posted it so to speak. There are plenty of them, insecurities that is and they tend to gang up on me when I least expect it.

Easter weekend would be no exception. Now before I go any further, as you can tell by my last post, I had a BEAUTIFUL EASTER weekend. I am one blessed gal and I know it. Believe me I really do! My insecurities lie not with my family and those I love. Proud of each and every one... in fact sometimes I think I probably live too much through them, because I am not brave enough to go out on my own, but then that is another story, too, for another day.

Today's story actually starts the weekend before Easter. In the clothing store... In the dressing room... In front of the mirror... There is a sad, rather depressed woman looking back at me. I leave the store with only a new pair of shoes and a necklace... not a good day for clothes shopping. So, to make myself feel better, I started making excuses to myself... "I'll save money and just wear one of my old Easter outfits this year, it will be fine." I go on my way, all is fine and dandy, I give dressing for Easter not another thought.
Until Saturday night. I decided (and I am glad I did) to go and lay me out something to wear for Easter services. I think this is where I have to be honest, I am not a dress person. Actually, I think all the sundresses and spring dresses are cute, but I don't think they look good on my body type : a little too white, a little too round and a little too short. That being said, I only have about "0" dresses in my closet and maybe "3" skirts. I modeled for my family the skirts. It didn't go over well. I know them too well and could read the facial expressions. I think what it came down to, was that I wasn't comfortable with the outfits, so therefore I didn't look comfortable. Of course I realize that NOW, but while I was trying on and frustrated... there were a few tears, a few phrases like "I feel fat." and a huge hug from the hubby.
I finally looked again at the closet FULL of clothes and went with a pair of dress capri's, a bright tank top, my old faithful white denim jacket (love a good denim jacket!!!) and my NEW pair of shoes (they were heels) and my NEW necklace. Again, I went and modeled for the family. This time I got a thumbs up. However, although my family and I agreed on a suitable outfit, I still had a "moment."
One of those quiet little moments with the Lord, when I just had to ask for the umpteenth time "WHY?" Lord, "why" did you give me skin that refuses to tan? "Why" do I have to have a grandpa slow metabolism that makes it so very hard to shed a much needed pound? "Why" does shopping for clothes and looking presentable have to be so hard for me? "Why" do I care that much?
AH HA! In that quiet moment the truth came bearing it's ugly face once again. I wasn't really worried about having an Easter dress. No, the truth was, I was worried about what people would think about what I was wearing or how I looked. In a weak moment on Saturday night I cared too much about the opinions of others. Way too much. That is when the Lord hugged the stuffing out of me and said "Child, why are you really going to Easter services?"

HELLO!!! Sometimes the truth is hard to hear. The tears of frustration over clothes turned to tears of a humbled heart. Sure, new Easter duds can make the day special... I loved my family all decked out in their new clothes. Yet, if we get so wrapped up in how the outside looks, and forget on dressing and preparing the heart for the celebration, then where does that leave us? I had spent too much time on coloring eggs and buying chocolate, that I had forgotten to prepare my heart along the way.

Easter or Resurrection day is the most beautiful of holidays. It is the celebration of LIFE and not just life here on earth, but life ETERNAL. The truth is, that every day as an imperfect person saved by grace, is a celebration. And everyday, when I let the insecurities run rampant and take over, letting the opinions of others rule, I take away from WHO should be the true ruler of my heart each moment of every day. Whether it is about a Sunday dress or the sting that gossip can leave behind, I need to work everyday at making my focus about pleasing the Lord and everything else will fall into place.

I know that it is easier typing the words than following them... That is why I am so thankful for a Savior who came, died and rose again, just for ME! He loves me to death, INSECURITIES AND ALL!!!

So the next time I have one of those weak female moments, when I look in the mirror and do not like what I see, I need to try to look past the physical imperfections, and look a little deeper, at say maybe the heart? Instead of worrying about a closet full of clothes, I think I might need to focus on a heart full of Christ. That way I can be dressed right for every occasion.

By the time I went to bed Saturday night, I was alright. In fact, I was looking forward to the next day. I was ready to share the Easter story with my kiddos in Sunday School and then worship the Savior. It was going to be a good day.

The next morning, I got up, dressed and ready. I felt good. I even grabbed the camera as I ran out the door, in order to take the "dreaded" Easter pictures... Jordan informs me that my neck is RED. Blotchy red. As in "allergy" attack blotchy red. (HATE POLLEN!!!) I have a weak moment of "what will people think..." and then quickly realized once again what I was doing. After a pause, I shrug and we take pictures. Blotchy red was soon forgotten. I realized that I was being humbled and that I had a choice how I reacted. Lesson learned.

Until the next time, of course...

Hope you are having a beautiful week.


The Easter pictures with the "red" itchy shade of humbleness. Funny, we took pictures after church too and the allergy attack was gone. :)


12 comments:

Kellie said...

Wonderful thoughts. I love how the Lord continues to teach us to look to Him even in the small things in life. He alone can satisfy every part of what we need. Glad you had a wonderful Easter! :)

Angela said...

Well I'm loving that necklace. Want to see the shoes too girl...

I was going through a bit of a similar thing on Saturday for our Easter Service. It's HUGE that night...Almost three hours long..totally unheard of any other time in a Catholic Church,,lol..but it is SO powerful, so beautiful, so filled with the Holy Spirit's presence.

Well sorta like you, (except no new necklace or shoes)..I'm trying to figure out what to wear. Than I start to question..what will people think...and oh my goodness they are totally going to see my cross tattoo on the back of my calf if I wear that outfit. What a stir I'm going to be causing..bla bla bla...

"Instead of worrying about a closet full of clothes I.... (instead of focusing on what the people are going to be thinking about me,,and as if they will be..like hello Angela, your not the center of the world here...sigh..my insecurities make me have a puffed up head thinking everyone is thinking about me girl) ......, I think I might need to focus on a heart full of Christ. That way I can be dressed right for every occasion." amen amen amen..I loved these statements here..

thanks for sharing your honesty with us. I love you sister.

elaine @ peace for the journey said...

The next time you have one of those moments, call me! Heavens. It out to be illegal to try on clothes in a store dressing room. I'm not short, but I'm round, friend, and nothing looks good on me, except for sweats!

I had a "I look like my mother" moment on Easter... even told her so. Hated the way I looked but didn't get too overly focused on it. I really had a fantastic Easter, but like you, wish I could let myself off the hook sometimes in regards to the "triggers" that wear me down.

While growing up, Easter was the time for a new set of clothes. It is the same for all my kids; I don't think there is anything wrong with that, but when it becomes the focus rather than the reason for the celebration, we need a gut check.

I think you're beautiful, capris and all.

peace~elaine

Bridget said...

Love these thoughts. I have clothing issues, because I am short (4'10") and round (not tellin') and even the Petites are too big because "God picked me too soon". At least that's how one lady put it and I STILL laugh at that comment years later.

He & Me + 3 said...

You are beautiful inside and out. I enjoy your posts and how real you are. I do love that jacket and your necklace. CUTe.

Jim said...

Sis,
Every once in a while, the word verification that pops up when I comment on your blog - has a odd message. Today's is "prigat" - now I'm trying to interpret some-thing that has no ulterior motive!
I recall the word "prig" as being someone who is very overbearing in preciseness - perhaps identifying anyone who would take issue with how YOU look - in a very rude kind of smugness.
I think you look fine! And I am not prejudice at all.
You're beautiful, daughter, and what you have to say in these here blogs is beautiful, too. Keep it up.

Jim-Dad

Angel Muly said...

I love your post. So often, we do get caught up in what the world thinks. I too struggled with what to wear Easter. I didn't buy a new dress, and don't own many. It all worked out here too though. Believing we will fill ourselves up with Jesus and stay that way. By the way, I think you are beautiful!! Love, Angel
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Sharon Sloan - Joy In The Truth said...

You look gorgeous...and I LOVE the necklace! :)

So appreciate your candor....you are refreshing!

Stacie, A Firefighter's Wife said...

Why do we always have to make everything about us? So many times we need to remind ourselves that is isn't about us? People don't care about blotches, tans and white legs that might have a little hair on them! LOL! If they do, that is their problem.

Cheesemakin' Mamma said...

Wonderful post! I struggle with being a people pleaser and worrying about what others think of me, too. Totally identified with this post. Awesome conclusion!

Gretchen said...

Yeah...I read this a while ago and came back. So good, friend. I had to think about it. God has laid it on my heart in a big way--our teaching pastor was just preaching on Luke 12:22-34 today, which really hammers that message home about the fact that we already possess the Kingdom--If only we'd give up on making the world our kingdom. Good stuff.

BTW...cute pic of you. :)

Kristin said...

I think you looked beautiful! I can totally relate to everything you were feeling though. The other day, I was going to wear something uncomfortable, but more stylish, to Zoey's Bday party and then I was feeling kind of anxious and I decided to wear capris and a favorite t-shirt and I felt so much better. I decided too, to quit worrying about what everybody thought, and just be myself. The truth is, most people like us when we are just ourselves anyways, even if we aren't all fancy or put together!