…a post from my previous blog, Paper Plate Prayers…(12/20/13)
All my life I’ve been in awe at how beautiful certain things appear to be. I took great pride in keeping the shine to the first pair of patent leather Mary Janes I wore as a little girl.
I’m still attracted to shiny things today.
Sequins happen to be one of those things that attract me. They sparkle when the light hits them just right; they can make a girl feel like the princess at a ball.
Every sequin I had ever seen had been round or molded from an initially round form so I assumed all sequins must be round to shine like they were created to.
I was wrong…and not just about the shape of sequins.
The emotion that ran through me the day David and I walked into the boutique to look at dresses for Ashley to wear to the cotillion could be described in one word: giddy.
I was absolutely thrilled for her.
As we walked in, one dress stood out among the rest. It was silver and covered in sequins. That’s probably why it jumped out at me. It was stunning.
I didn’t notice there was anything different about it until I got home. The dress was indeed unique. The sequins were SQUARE. What! Square sequins?
Once Ashley saw it, she loved it. She had no idea that the shiny “things” were even called sequins much less that they were supposed to be round or square. She tried it on, it fit perfectly. She looked beautiful and most importantly, she felt beautiful.
As I watched her have the time her life that evening I realized, her dress, in a way, was just like her. It was designed exactly like its creator planned. It may have gotten a snag or fray once it left the creator’s hands but it was still wonderfully and beautifully made.
After all, who says sequins have to be a certain shape, size, color or style?
~Paper Plate Prayer~
Thank you for loving us for what is on the inside: for knowing our heart. I pray that the world becomes more like you every day. In the meantime, thank you for creating such special angels that are like you. Individuals that do see past the outside and love what’s on the inside because their heart is so full of love.
Thankful for differences,
For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.