Do you remember when this style was fashionable? The pink number reminds me of Little House on the Prairie. Oh my!
This makes me think about things that are hidden. Are there treasures in your closet that you are missing out on? Things buried beneath dust and rubble, waiting to be uncovered? Maybe it's not literal, like me and my old clothes. Maybe it's a rusty talent you have not taken out to use in a while. Perhaps it's an old friendship that needs restoring.
I used to cross-stitch. This is one of the pieces I did. What is your hidden talent?
Or maybe there are things you are hiding, trying to avoid. Kind of like me avoiding my "skinny clothes" because I was ashamed of being fat. Deny they are there and you're not fat. Sometimes there are things in our past we cover up, hide from and try to avoid. We work hard to avoid them and often they sneak up on us in ways we do not expect. Wounds from childhood. Unresolved issues from young adulthood. Sins from the past which haunt us.
God heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
My challenge for you is to clean out your closets. Literally and figuratively. Go through your clothes, take anything you have not worn for a year or more and donate it to charity. (If you live in my area, donate any tan or black pants, skirts or shorts to a local school. Kids need them for uniforms.) It is liberating and a lot of fun!!!
Cleaning out the closet of your heart is a little more complicated, but far more necessary. If you have a hurt from the past, the first step is to pray. Seek the Lord for guidance. Surrender to him. There is absolutely nothing in your past He does not already know, but He loves you anyway. He sent His son to redeem you. Christ paid the price - you do not have to carry the burden. Next, talk with someone you trust to begin the healing process. You may need to work through this with a professional and there is nothing wrong with that. I warn you, it's difficult and painful to look, really look at yourself, to look deep. But when you do, when you address the monsters in your closet, you can become free. That freedom is worth the journey!
But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was on him, and by his wounds we are healed.
My Redeemer Lives by Nicole Mullen