I like clothes. When I am wearing something that makes me feel good about my outward appearance, I have more confidence and tend to enjoy whatever it is I am engaged in.
Perhaps this is why a passage from the Bible became more real to me this morning. In the third chapter of the book of Zechariah there is a passage where one of God’s chosen priests, Joshua, is standing before an angel of the Lord and Satan is standing to his side ready to accuse God’s beloved. The Lord rebukes Satan’s accusations and describes Joshua as “a burning stick that was snatched from a fire”. Then the Bible passage goes on to describe Joshua’s attire:
Now Joshua was dressed in filthy clothes as he stood before the angel. The angel said to those who were standing before him, “Take off his filthy clothes.” Then he said to Joshua, “See, I have taken away your sin, and I will put fine garments on you.” (Zechariah 3:3-4)
This made me think of my own attire when it comes to my Spiritual walk. The Spiritual garments that I see myself in are not fitting to who I am and to how God sees me. For in as much as I love to dress myself outwardly, I tend to cling to the old filthy clothes in my mind.
When morning comes and I stand in front of the mirror of my mind, I am wearing my old ratty t-shirt and a pair of beat-up sweatpants…because they are comfortable. They don’t really reflect who I am. The biggest battle I have ever faced is the battle to see myself as a Princess, the daughter of the King. My mind deceives me and leaves me feeling like I am less than I am. But, then I hear God calling me from His wardrobe. His perfect, gentle voice beckons me saying, “Beloved, wear this.”
He clothes me with a gown that is made from translucent silk, the delicate fabric drapes my body and I am now clothed in thousands of sparkling crystals as small as sand. When I shift to the left, the movement causes my gown to flow and it catches the reflection of the Father. His light bounces off of me and sends my spirit soaring to the Heavens. He turns day into night and then captures me with moon beams and I dance among stars.
Morning comes again. I remember the day before that led me to the night of Spiritual contentment and delight. I remember the stunning gown that He clothed me in. Even still, I reach out and grab my old ratty t-shirt and a pair of beat-up sweats. Because this is what is comfortable.
But, then I hear God calling me from His wardrobe. His perfect, gentle voice beckons me saying, “Beloved, wear this.”