Fashionista Seeks to be change in world
I had a somewhat comical thought today. I am not a sculptor, nor am I a poet, nor talented musician or thought-proking writer.Today I decided I am an artist...of sorts.
I love fashion. I love reading fashion magazines, watching glamorous people, noting people's outfits. I spend hours putting outfits together, fixing my hair, and applying make-up. It is my creative outlet. When I am putting on different fun shades of purple eyeshadow, and coral lipstick to off-set the blue cardigan sweater, I feel alive. I sit thinking about how many different ways I can wear my hair(up or down), and how each sets a tone, I feel liberated. Finally when I am shopping and find the beautiful yet not practical orange wrap shirt with the satin waist belt, I ponder upon how trendy it will look with my jeanskirt, aqua 80's shirt, and some dramatic white and lilac eyeshadow. Some would say this is a waste of time, but I disagree.
Society says who we should be, who we should dress like, which style we should fit into. Fashion is the only place that I can dress however I want, when I want to.
Sometimes I want to be preppy, sophisticated girl with my pale pink off the shoulder sweater, my Nordy Rack faux pearls, and my khaki walking coat. Other days I want to be the somewhat cool urbanite with the red poncho, jeans, and the mismatched purse, or the black skirt, jean jacket with knee-length black boots. Still underneath all of the clothes I am still Kat. I like the fact that I can wear so many different clothes and express all of the different parts about...moi.
I sit in bed every morning and think/reflect/pray. This morning I realized that I have not thought about God very much this week. I have thought about politics, fashion, humanity, how to make the world a better place, but not about God. Yet I am convinced that any true lasting change comes from the maker of the heavens and the earth. I lay in my bed trying to muster up what mental energy I had to think upon God, and this is what I am pondering...
Our hearts and minds are created and sustained by God. We nourish our brains, but ultimately all sustainance comes from God. I lay in bed trying to think on God, but He is already in me. He is all around me. It seems silly to try and "think on" God, when He is. Maybe all of the things that I do, think, and hope for are on His mind too. I don't think Jesus is as passionate about who is wearing the fall Burberry line, or if he can get Prada for half price on smartbargain.com, but I do believe he is impassioned about His people being able to express themselves in whichever way that they can.
I think that like me, Jesus wants the world to be a better place, like me He wants to see mankind restored...oh wait..is me being like Him, or me like Him?
posted by Kat @ 9:11 PM
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