[This post is going to be a little unusual. Either people will get it, or they won’t. Lord willing, most folks will understand what I’m trying to say.
Honestly, I planned to write about something else, but I feel like the Holy Spirit is prompting to me to write about this. I’m just going with it.]
“Creases” sure is a strange title for a blog post, isn’t it? Allow me to explain:
I was doing my laundry this evening, and came across this blouse that I ordered online about a year ago. When I initially took the blouse out of the package, I noticed that it was folded very neatly. When I unpacked the garment, I observed the deep creases in the blouse, but hoped that they would disappear with time, wear, and repeated washings.
Not so! After a year, the blouse looks very much the same. I’ve washed it scores of times, but the creases remain. In fact, the creases are nearly as deep as they were when the blouse came out of the box!
I’ve drawn two conclusions from this phenomenon:
- The person who packaged my blouse intentionally folded it in this way for a specific purpose. Put another way, the creases were put in there for a reason and by design, and the blouse didn’t have any say in the matter.
- The nature of the blouse’s fabric – polyester, in this case – allows the creases to persist over time, despite the “adversity” of wear and repeated washings. Notice that the fabric is durable, flexible, and firm.
Why do I mention all of this? Simple: I wonder if God has us to be “creases” in the world.
What does your fabric look like? Is there any evidence of the original God-ordained creases in your life? Or have the things of this world allowed your creases to fade?
At this point, I’m convinced that the creases in this blouse are here to stay. Even if I used a hot iron or steamer, I don’t think that those creases would go away. And I’m not sure that I want them to, as I’ve grown rather accustomed used to them now.
After all, I still wear the blouse. No one walks up to me and says, “Why are those creases there?” Rather, these precise folds in the garment are only evident when you get up close and personal with the fabric.
I believe that people should be able to see the evidence of God’s presence in our lives when they are near us. My creases should show, despite the wear, tear, and repeated “washings” of this world.
So I’ll ask the question again: Do your creases show?
Just some food for thought – and chances are that you’ll never look at a crease in quite the same way again!
PS – This is a minor point, but a crease and a wrinkle are not the same thing. A crease is something intentionally put into a garment – either for aesthetic reasons, or to make it fit neatly into a specified place.
Not so with a wrinkle! A wrinkle is something that happens by chance – usually the result of neglect or inattention – and mars the overall look of the garment. Generally speaking, a wrinkle in a garment is not aesthetically pleasing at all, because it was never intended to be there in the first place. Put another way, a wrinkle lacks purpose.
Live a life of purpose, on purpose – make sure you’re a spiritual crease and not a wrinkle! 😉
Here is my prayer for today: Dear God, by the power of your Holy Spirit, help me to be a crease and not a wrinkle for Your kingdom.
Remind me that I am uniquely created to reflect Your glory, and so the things about me that make me distinctive and special were intentionally placed there by You, so people would know that I’m Your child.
Help me to celebrate the creases, but also work hard to combat the wrinkles in the “fabric” of my life. Inspire me to live each day with intention and purpose, rather than drifting aimlessly in the open waters of spiritual ambivalence (also, forgive me for mixing the metaphors in that last sentence). 🙂 In Your name I pray, Amen.