Clothes are fun. I know I sure enjoy them – the colors, the cuts, the shapes and the styles and we often express ourselves by what we wear. Clothes have a way of describing us.
I have known for a few months that fashion/clothes would be our topic for May. I’ve thought a lot about it. I’ve stood in my closet and looked at my clothes. They’re nothing super fancy, no big name designers (well, maybe one or two at the most, if I’m being honest) but basically, the fact of the matter is, I need to cover myself. We need to cover ourselves.
I’ve thought a lot about Eve. There was a time when clothes did not matter. There was a time when Eve woke up in the morning and never thought about clothes. Can you even imagine that? No need to think about what to wear. No mixing or matching. No wondering if her jeans would fit or if Adam would like her outfit. No need to put anything on, but that all changed one day.
The LORD God made garments of skin for Adam and his wife and clothed them. Genesis 3:21 (NIV)
There are tons of clothing designers out there and they’ve crafted some pretty fantastic clothes, but of all the clothes ever created or designed, this is the one I wonder most about: What did Eves garment look like and how did it make her feel? She woke up that morning free as a bird and by the end of the day she was walking around in dead animal skin. Was it heavy? Did it smell? Did she cry? But above all, what did it look like? What did The LORD God construct for Eve? What did The LORD God find fitting to put on her? Was it at the knee? Did it cover her ankles and arms? The Bible does not tell us so for now I’ll have to keep on wondering.
Clothes matter to God. He found them necessary. This thought sits on my mind and I wonder what God thinks about my clothing choices. The older I get the less I care what others think, but I do care what He thinks. I understand that clothes were meant to cover our shame and that they hold huge spiritual implications. I know Jesus died to take my sin and my shame. I know the Blood of the Lamb covers me. Jesus covers what matters. He alone clothes us in righteousness. God is forever clothing us.
I think about the young girls strutting down the runway, showing us what’s new and exciting – it’s interesting, isn’t it? I’m truly not passing any judgment on them, but it makes me once again think about Eve. Strutting the runway had to be the furthest thing from her mind. It was not a day of strutting for her. Quite the opposite most likely and I wonder if she ever came to enjoy wearing clothes. Would she enjoy a shopping day at Gap or Anthropology like I would? I bet she’d well up with emotion and say, “Lisa, there was a day I walked with the Lord – nothing in here will ever match it!”
Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Colossians 3:12