FASHION SENSE

I woke up this morning with a feeling of anxiety. Actually, back track a little: I went to sleep last night worried. And when I woke up, I carried a huge weight of responsibility for certain things I hoped would happen today (but really weren’t in my control).

As I chatted with the Lord, the conversation went something like this:

Jesus: Olive, what are you wearing?
Me: Worry.
Jesus: Who dressed you this morning?
Me: Um, I did.

I paused and looked down at myself. I suddenly saw how ugly and unflattering that garment was.

“Hmm,” I said, “I think Your sense of fashion is a lot better than mine. Why don’t you choose something for me to wear today?”

And with a twinkle in His eye, He smiled, “I’d be delighted to.”