My dear friend Graham gave me a robe for my birthday.
This isn’t your average robe. It’s from a really nice store.
It’s made of angel wings and lamb sneezes.
[Not really. But it is mucho soft.]
It may be one of the nicer things I own in my life.
Or at least I treat it as such.
I only wear it when I have time to really enjoy it. When I know I get to spend my morning at a slower pace. Though I look at it every day and actually sometimes wake up extra early just to make sure I have some robe time.
Maybe that’s weird. I dunno…..
It never Never NEVER hits the floor. I always hang it back up right where it should go. It’s possibly [and my roomie can confirm this] the only object that actually gets put in its place every. single. time.
It’s just so nice. It’s so beautiful and soft and a real treasure. I don’t want to spoil it or ruin it or leave it on the floor. I want to do all that I can to keep it in the best condition possible.
As I was drinking my chai on Saturday, dressed all warm and cozy in my pajamas and robe, I had a realization.
I treat my robe better than I treat my own body.
Better than I treat many of my possessions.
Better than I treat some of my friends.
And now, as I see the robe hanging on the back of my bedroom door, I stare at it and wonder why those statements are true.
Oh girl, you treat your robe better than I treat Jesus on some days.
I needed this post to remind me of my precious Savior and that I need to stop leaving Him on the floor because I’m too busy or lazy to display Him properly.
Thank you.
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Good food for thought Annie. Thanks for that. I wish I could say I treat people and myself and other things as well as I should. But, unfortunately I don’t, and that’s not right.
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Lamb sneezes? Will definitely use that one again.
And I needed this post this morning. Thanks, girlfriend.
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It really makes you think, doesn’t it? And, I just have to say–your friend is awesome for getting you that. What a thoughtful gift!
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Wow – I need to definitely spend some time thinking about this one. The hard part is that my mouth & brain are in conflict about what’s best for my BODY.
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oooh…That’s good. I’m glad you had that realization and shared- so glad.
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it’s a lovely robe!! thought provoking too!!
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I know exactly what you mean!
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Thanks, Annie. May I use this robe illustration to share with my own Readers? (I’ll post your site, if you don’t mind.) I’m with Ali — I don’t display Jesus as I should (and want to). See Brad Huebert’s post today!
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Here’s a link to Brad’s post today, called Indwelling. Somehow I sense a link between what he and you are saying…
http://bradhuebert.blogspot.com/2009/10/indwelling.html
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I want lamb sneezes in all my clothes.
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Dear Annie.
1- I know you were trying to be serious in this post. And so, for the following, I apologize.
2- I really like your robe, and I understand your love for it.
3- Unfortunately, and this might be harsh, but your husband one day might not love that robe (ahem). He might even say, “Those robes are the equivalent of a husband’s wife-beater, sweats, and Cheeto dust all over your chest from having laid on the couch watching football.” So enjoy it now. Lounge away, my friend.
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