My hubby and I had an event to attend so I went on the hunt for a dress. Why is it when I don’t need a thing, every dress, pant and shoe screams, “Take me home”, but when I’m on the prowl for a particular sum’um sum’um I find ….NUTHIN’?!
Finally I spied a dress in a store window. It was beautiful. It was perfect. It was me.
I drew closer to the mannequin to see what size she wore. The tag read, One Size.
I tried it on. Ugh! It looked like I was wearing a potato sack.
I moped out of the store, hopes dashed.
One size doesn’t always fit. For me it hardly ever does. Maybe you feel the same way. There’s a good reason. You and me, we’re one of a kind.
In my early thirties I decided it was time I started eating a healthy diet. I started eating what the experts said was healthy for everybody, whole wheat, lots berries, spinach, carrots, and vitamin C…loads of C. All the good for you stuff.
Even though this food regimen seemed to be right, as it turned out it wasn’t right for me. All that good stuff was high in a substance called oxalate. My body didn’t assimilate it correctly and it made my skin itch and burn. I’m not the only one that has this “healthy foods” problem, there are many others like me.
Proverbs 16:25 says, “There is a way that appears to be right, but in the end it leads to death.
What this verse says to me is, the human estimation of wisdom is shortsighted and often based on the popular vote. My mama used to put it like this, ” If everyone is jumping off a tall building does that make it a good idea”?
Our little unwise selves(humans) like to square everything up and put it in a box, where it’s contained. It makes us feel better like we have control over life, our circumstances. We do it with people too. We generalize and make assumptions.
But the God who made us doesn’t look at us that way. No, He knows the truth about us. He says we are fearfully and wonderfully made (Psalm 139:14). Each of us unique. Our fingerprints are different, our personalities, our DNA.
No one knew this better than David, the shepherd boy who was to be king. First Samuel 17 is where we find the story of David still just a boy tending sheep, volunteering to go up against Goliath the Philistine giant. King Saul agrees to let him fight and promptly fits David with his own fighting equipment, a tunic, a coat of armor, complete with a bronze helmet for his head and sword for his tunic. This was the appropriate garb for fighting. Everyone knew it because every warrior wore it. It was good for them it should be good for David. Right?
But David wasn’t comfortable in the bulky fighting attire. What fit all the other guys wasn’t a good fit for him and he knew it. He recognized what the others didn’t. That we’re all different.
David took off his new digs. He grabbed his staff, five smooth stones, and his sling, and with the power of the Lord with him, he went out to slay a giant.
You know the rest of the story.
David didn’t need to listen to the voice of man. He only needed to hear the voice of God. And God’s ways debunk our wisdom every single day of the week, never fail.
Left to ourselves our ways may seem right but in the end they can get us in a whole heap of trouble. It’s best to consult God in everything with prayer. He has the perfect fit for each of us.
By the way, I finally found a dress. It wasn’t a one size fits all either. It was MY size. And half off too! Woohoo! Definitely worth the wait.
Do you remember a time when you went the way of the crowd because it seemed right, only to find yourself in a place that was all wrong for you? Would you leave me a comment and tell me about it?