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Topic: Writing (01/11/07)
TITLE: Fig leaves
By Catherine McCormick
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Dear Heavenly Father,
I have decided to write you a love letter. Where do I start? If I can’t grasp your greatness in my mind, how can I put it down in words? My salvation is a good place to start.
The Lamb of God who paid the price for my horrendous sins, shook my world. The King of worthlessness reigned over my soul. Nevertheless God entered and slayed the tyrant. Midnight was replaced by midday. A comforting fire was lit in the room of my heart. A world looks very different when the fog is blown away.
I could finally see through my windscreen. The road is now straight. My concrete destination is full of eternally sweet honey. The word ‘opposite’ is not sufficient enough to describe my past road.
My eyes have been washed by the tears of repentance. I can now see that my past horror movie comes from sin. When Adam and Eve sinned, distorted perceptions entered their minds. This insecurity led them to hide their shame. You saw through my fig leaves. Then you freely offered me the clothes of salvation and I grabbed them.
Beforehand, I wore the uncomfortable clothes of perfectionism, anorexia and loneliness. I bought them in the shop called ‘Self.’ It advertised a distorted belief. The ‘bad’ clothes called me, however, I knew better. The mirror in the changing room revealed a fat body in the desired fig leaves. Then the manager whispered, ‘restrict, limit, reduce! Then you will be desired!’
After a few visits, I was down to the one item. However, I realised the advertisement was an empty promise. My body did not fit into my itchy clothes. I was naked, weak, cold and tired. I knew that there was a world outside the shop window but I could not see the door.
One day a messenger entered the shop. The drug of jealousy shot through my veins. How beautiful she was! Then I realised that her beauty was shining from within. The manager tempted her to no avail. Her eyes did not fix on the clothes but on me! For the first time I saw love, compassion and peace. What shop did she come from? Her finger pointed towards the door. It took the form of a cross, which had been there all along. My eyes were now outward instead of inward looking. I knocked, entered and escaped with my beautiful friend. As I rushed through the door, the once desired fig leaves got caught on the nails. The Lord Jesus clothed me in spotless white garments instead. They fit so well!
As I travel down this narrow road, I continually sing and pray. Whenever I stop to rest in Him, my fruit grows sweeter by the day.
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