Do you remember standing on the kitchen stool as a child while the resident seamstress brought your hem up, or reshaped your waist line? She had the nerve to ask you to remain motionless while the former garment took a new shape.
Our amazing God has asked us to hop up onto the stool, so his handiwork can be evident in the lives of his daughters. If we wiggle or get distracted by an itch, our fitting won't go so well. When we stand still and abide in him he can refashion a worn and weary life.
The pattern he produces for us has one purpose, and one purpose only. To bring him glory.
If someone were to tuck in the tag at our neckline they would get a glimpse of his signature. Our Creator, our God.
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