Letting Go of the Red Dress

Do not remember the former things nor consider the things of old.

 See, I will do a new thing, now it shall spring forth; shall you not be aware of it?

 I will even make a way in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert.

~ Isaiah 43:19 ~

dress

I always start my New Year by organizing and decluttering our house.  I started with our bedroom closet and I decided to be relentless.  I grabbed a garbage bag and tore into the closet.  If I hadn’t worn it in the last year, it went in the bag.  I got to the very back of the closet and found my favorite red dress.  Now this is embarrassing to admit, but here goes.  The red dress is 25 years old.  My mom & dad gave it to me for Christmas in 1989.  The only reason I remember the year is because it was the year that Brett and I were dating.  I loved the red dress.  I felt beautiful when I wore the red dress.  I weighed 114 lbs. when I wore the red dress.  I clean my closet twice a year and I have always kept the red dress.

As I pulled the red dress from the closet,  I couldn’t help but wonder why in the world I hadn’t been able to part with it. Why have I let it hang in my closet for 25 years?  Perhaps it reminded me of one of the happiest times in my life.  I wore that dress a lot when I was dating the man who I would one day marry.  Perhaps it was because it still looks  new and I thought that I would one day fit into it again. Reality check.  I’m no longer an 18-year-old who weighs 114 lbs.  I’ve given birth to 4 babies and I really like chocolate. Umm……chances are I’m not getting back into that dress again.   With a sigh I tossed the red dress into the bag.

While we were singing a song at church last night, I couldn’t help but think about my red dress.

You bring restoration,
You bring restoration,
You bring restoration, to my soul.

You’ve taken my pain
and You call me by a new name.
You’ve taken my shame
and in its place, you give me joy.

You take my mourning, turn it into dancing.
You take my weeping, turn it into laughing.
You take my mourning, turn it into dancing.
You take my sadness, turn it into joy.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, You make all things new,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, You make all things new,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, You make all things new,
all things new.
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, You make all things new.  

God doesn’t want us to live in the past.  He wants to make all things new.  The red dress doesn’t fit anymore, but I have allowed it to take up room in my closet for 25 years.  Now that I decided to get rid of the dress, I have room for something new.   Are there other things that I have hung onto for years that I need to let go?

Do I have any bitterness towards anyone who has hurt me?  If I decide to let go of the bitterness there will be room for something new.  It’s called love.  I can learn to love that person who once hurt me.

Do I have any disappointments that I’m carrying around with me that I need to let go?  If I let go of the disappointments there will be room for hope.

Can I let go of the limits that others have put on our girls lives?  God has no limits.  He is able to do more in our girls lives than anyone can imagine.

I cried a lot of tears in 2014.  As we were singing  the words to the song last night, I felt like I needed to make an exchange.  I’m going to trade in my weeping from 2014 and believe that God will turn it into laughing in 2015.  He wants me to leave my sadness in 2014 and expect joy in 2015.  Weeping and sadness don’t fit me anymore.  I don’t want to find them in the back of my closet 25 years from now.  I need to get rid of them.

Today was the day that I let go of the red dress.  As I tossed the bag of clothes into the donation box, I chose to make a fresh start.  Today I let go of the weeping and sadness.  I’m believing that  2015 will be a year of joy and laughing.

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