I Like Church Lady Clothes

I didn't have any looks, I didn't have any talent, and it was easy for me to say to the Lord, "I don't have anything." If you only knew where I came from ... this leetle-bitty town with no more than twelve hundred people in it. So ... anything I am today, He is the one who has done it.

Kathryn Kuhlman

I’m a sucker for feminine blouses.  My favorite one is a white lightweight Polyester V-neck style with ruffles down the center and neck.  The sleeves are long and then a big ruffle surrounds the wrists.  Ladies will know it as the “Romantic” style.  I wore this top with a royal blue skirt to church this morning.  Who knew the fun that would be in store for me.

My greeting partner met me at the door of the sanctuary and right away razzed me.  “You wore your Kathryn Kuhlman blouse today!”  I laughed.  Remember Kathryn?  She was the gifted TV Evangelist who prayed for people to be miraculously healed.  I use to watch her with my Mom when I was a teenager.  We were awestruck at the dramatic way she ministered on stage and then the lame would walk and the deaf would hear.  We believed every miracle we saw!  I dream of praying for people and seeing lives changed like that.

When we weren’t shaking hands and greeting people, I got a laugh from my partner when I began to raise my arms and sway and smile real big.  My usher-husband left his post and came over and asked me what I was doing.  I told him I was pretending I was Kathryn Kuhlman. 

The best part was after church when we stopped at the grocery store on the way home.  Hubby continued teasing and said “Are you going to come in with me in those church lady clothes?”  I told him “Absolutely,” and muttered to myself that I hope I embarrass you.

The multi-tasking clerk at the checkout was able to answer my hubby’s questions, scan our items and converse with me, asking if we just got out of church we were dressed so nice.  “What did the Holy Spirit say to you today?” she asked.   I answered that the lesson was on the true kind of worship that God wants, not Phariseeism that lacks heart and soul and is just for show.  She nodded in agreement.  Then I offered to pray for her today because I too once had to work on Sundays and know how it feels to miss out on fellowship with believers.  I said a few more inspiring words and she handed me my receipt with this sentence.  “You were placed in my line today; please don’t forget to pray for me.”

You know some things are just God ordained.  The sermon reminds me it’s not about pizzazz and perfection, but a humble heart.  It’s not about church clothes or prayer styles with dramatic flowing sleeves.  It’s about sharing the love of Jesus with every one we meet.

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