I'm standing at the door of my closet, intent upon choosing which garment I want to wear. Yes, it has been His good pleasure to bless me with a CHOICE in apparel. And it is my good pleasure to let you join me in my search for the perfect garment to wear on such a day as this.
He made me gentle and tender (in His image!) and anything more rough than downy feathers would be uncomfortable -- so sensitive that I am. Aha! They're perfect -- Great wings -- so tender that I can hardly feel them, almost as though they aren't a solid, more like a shadow over me.
Now, which color? Red for passion? White for purity? Pink for love? Green for creativity? Oh, look! It's my favorite! It's my coat of many colors!
Now, what size? Small and not so overwhelming? Large for a more complete covering? Extra large? Yes! Extra large -- all-enveloping -- all-encompassing!
Having chosen, I pull my garment from my closet and Love, Himself, wraps me up in the all-embracing Cloak of Love.
And now, the soft healing quality of Its feathers embraces me and any hint of pain is nursed away with kindness. I am completely, wholly covered.
I am clad with passion for Life, with purity unknown to the cruel world from which my Cloak separates me, with Love most alive, (but that would gladly lay down Its life again... just for me!) and with enough creative wonder to change me from glory to glory by simply wearing It.
My closet is filled with a wide array of garments to choose from. I have a garment literally "out of this world." But it isn't OF this world. And I have an entire wardrobe of things that ARE of this world. I can choose from any one of those garments. It is my choice to wear this garment of high praise, this wonderous coat of many colors, this beautiful Cloak of Love, this shadow of my Father's wing.
Now, I find that I am given another choice; I can choose to clean out my closet of everything but this Cloak, or I can hang on to the moth-eaten, cankerworm-infested garments of days gone by, the things of this world. It's very gracious of my Father to allow me to make that choice. But that choice is so easy to make! I wouldn't trade the shadow of His wing in for the greatest wardrobe this world has to offer.
How we love our coats of many colors. We just love our coats of many colors. They are red & yellow & green & brown; scarlet & ochre & russet & peach; green & crimson & silver & gold; red & lemon & scarlet & mauve: purple & pink & orange & white...Go go now Joseph you know what they say. Come on now Joseph you'll make it some day. Fa la la Joseph your doing fine. You and your dreamcoat ahead of your time.
Why are gifts or freebies so hard to receive sometimes. I choose to take on the garment of praise and His all encompassing Love. All Glory to Him who sits on the throne.
