Pantyhose

makes you smile, doesn't it?

growing up, i went to a christian school where we had to wear 'em everyday along with our knee length skirts.

not smiling anymore, are ya?

perhaps you need a visual.

smiling again?

at least i had a cool trapper keeper.

right now, i am so very very passionate about grace. i can't stop the grace concept from infiltrating every part of my life.

i am concerned that so many Christians want to wear panyhose. 

need another visual?

but pantyhose restrict. 

they itch. 

they're uncomfortable. 

they tone everyone to be the same color. 

they get holes easily. 

and quite frankly, they stink when you wear them too long. 

God's grace allows for freedom.

FREEDOM.

unless you had to wear panyhose for 12+ years of your life, you may not really understand what freedom from those nasty things feels like. 

God knew there was a better way to live. 

freedom to expose (gasp!) your real self to the world. 

freedom to say, "i'm not perfect."

freedom to be not boring. to live a life of adventure.

freedom to emit an odor that is so fragrant and inviting that everyone comes to see what is making it.

ha!ha!ha! that line made me laugh so i'm leaving it in.

freedom to accept others how they are, 

where they are, 

who they are; 

and know that I am only responsible for extending grace to them.

just as it was extended to me. 

GRACE. extended. to. me.

for. me.

pantyhose.

yuck.

please put them away.