A few weeks ago, I was out for drinks with a friend,J. She asked me what I was wearing to our junior tribe members graduation…and I shrugged. I reminded her of my aversion to shopping for clothes for myself. I suck at it. It scares me. I just know Im going to buy the wrong thing, and the anticipation of certain failure for the purchase drains all the fun out of shopping. I dread it…I laugh about it…but truthfully, its not a laughing matter. We laughed, and she reminded me that shopping is one of her favourite things (and it goes without saying that she is darn good at it). Isnt it cool when one friends gifts and another persons deficits collide in the most incredible way? J. texted me the next day to ask what size I was. The next day she texted me the name of a store at Polo Park and told me there was a dress on hold with my name on it. I walked in…and the woman asked if I wanted to try it on. I put it on, snapped a photo of it to send to J. and she approved. I walked out of the mall with a dress that I humbly say, rocks, in 10 minutes. Done. Like Friedrich Buechner says: The place God calls you to is the place where your deep gladness and the worlds deep hunger meet. Im not sure good ol Friedrich meant love of shopping as a deep gladness any more than he meant deep hunger being a need for a great dress in the middle of great shopping angst… Or maybe thats exactly what he did mean…when you use the best of what ya got to do something meaningful for another… For the complete article... bit.ly/KindnessJoy
Posted on: Wed, 18 Jun 2014 00:20:58 +0000
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