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LESSONS FROM A NIGHTGOWN

I have these two nightgowns that I've had for years and years....love to wear them all day when I can :). I've wondered why they just keep looking pretty good year after year after year, even tho I bought them at Walmart for next to nothin'.
Today I'm wearing the pink-checked one with various colors of "sliced lemons" splashed all over. I was headed to the bathroom a few minutes ago and again noticed that cute pink button that's on the inside just above the hem. It's obviously not in the right place...should be at the neckline where there ARE buttons :).
Was reminded again that the reason these gowns have lasted forever is they're made out of great fabric, well sewn, yet have some good thing out of place, in the wrong place....but should I care that there's a missplaced button??? No, I'll just care that this gown has lasted for probably almost 20 years...through allll those wash cycles and medium hot dryers.
Shouldn't I be reminded today that I have a lot of things "out of place" to a lot of people, and yet, I'm still here....gone through a lot of reallll hot, fiery places, have some "buttons" in the wrong place that probably only God and I know about, but I'm still lookin' "pretty good"....welllll, at least I'm "enduring" and not tooooo bad for the wear :).

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  1. I've been thankful for those "misplaced buttons", when one in the "spotlight" suddenly disappears! Then the one that's been in hiding all those years gets its chance to shine. There's another analogy worth checking out! lol

    Love your calm sweet presentation, when I know that often it's tumultuous on the inside. That's the grace of God at its best! Thanks.

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