Still Have to Strut

This weekend I’m going to a wedding for a former roommate, and I’m super, super excited to celebrate her, her incredible man, and to see old friends! It’s going to be great.

But…

I bought this dress in December. I got it on super, super sale from J.Crew. In fact I bought two dresses at the time (one for a fabulous February wedding & one for this coming weekend) and together, with shipping, they cost LESS than either of the dresses’ individual prices. Bargain!

Except…

They were Final Sale, which means I can’t return them. And to add insult to injury, I tried the dress on in December, when it arrived, and then tried it on for the second time…last night. Big mistake. BIG mistake. The color is gorgeous. 87% of the cut of the dress is fantastic, and yet there are a few parts that I’ve decided I’m not thrilled with.

However…

I’m using this dress as a test of my own confidence. All the ‘flaws’ that I’m finding with the cut and my body are not going to evaporate before Saturday, and I REFUSE to buy a new dress. So, aside from this little confessional, I’m going to follow my own advice and keep my mouth shut. And above all, I’m going to work it. Besides everyone will be looking at the bride. πŸ˜‰

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On prime parking spots & divine grace

It was really, really hot out. The combination of humidity and high temperature made the day seem oppressive, and because of that I was dreading the long walk from my car to my office. Usually when I ran late I had to park in the way, way, way back of the lot and trudge with a day’s worth of gear. It was actually a pleasant walk on when it wasn’t 197 degrees out with 561% humidity. But on that day I had no desire to to get all sweaty and sticky in my work clothes.

I pulled into the parking lot berating myself for needing gas, hitting traffic, and taking that extra 30 seconds to brush my teeth. And at the same time I was inwardly cringing as I prepared to hike into work. Blech. “Really, it’s your own fault you’ll end up a sweaty mess. You need to get your act together, maybe get some super powers that allow you to fly over the traffic. Something. Anything to make yourself BETTER.”

On a whim I drove past the last row of cars, I kept going, and going, right to the front row. And there, like a precious gift from the heavens, was an open spot right in front of the door. I pulled my car in, silently thanked Jesus, and realized that this goodness was administered a lot like grace.

Grace? Where does that fit into a story of sweat and tardiness? One way to define grace is ‘getting what we don’t deserve’, and that parking lot, a gift in the midst of my disorganization and lateness, was exactly what I did not deserve. Similarly, God desires to shower us with good things, not because we’ve ‘earned’ them, but because they are a magnificent demonstration of His love for us.

I don’t need to earn grace. In fact, I can’t. The Bible says, β€œbut God shows His love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” Romans 5:8

Being late for work meant that I didn’t deserve a prime parking spot, and yet I got one. In the same way, we’re each sinners, but in spite of our sin God sent His Son, Jesus, to take our punishment, to extend grace to us, so that we could be made right with God.
Rest in the fact that God desires to give you so much more than you deserve, and when you feel unworthy, remember that He has a parking spot in the front of the lot saved just for you! πŸ˜‰

“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights…” James 1:17