We were talking about clothes. One happened to say that she often buys clothes in thrift stores. Another said that she shouldn't do that. It's stealing from the poor. You are taking clothes away from the really poor.
"But", said another, "you're paying them money to help the poor."
The discussion was interesting. One said that as a teenager, she later learned that her classmates used to feel sorry for her because of the way she dressed. She didn't know. You see, her grandmother was a cleaning lady for a couple of elderly women, who gave her their unwanted clothes. These clothes were very expensive name brands--very well made.
The grandmother gave the clothes to her granddaughter, who was very proud to wear such expensive clothes. Later in life, she learned that her friends felt sorry for her. The clothes were "old lady clothes."
Someone else complained that she only got to wear her sister's hand-me-downs.
Another said that she only had one or two outfits that she wore all the time, like uniforms.
We laughed. We cried.
Are clothes important? They certainly don't make the person who she is.
The dressmaker in our group told us that she does alterations for a lady who is an Extraordinary Minister of the Eucharist. She buys nice clothes to wear for Jesus. She wants to look her finest for Him. That means, clean, modest, and your best.
Isn't that a nice fashion statement?
"But", said another, "you're paying them money to help the poor."
The discussion was interesting. One said that as a teenager, she later learned that her classmates used to feel sorry for her because of the way she dressed. She didn't know. You see, her grandmother was a cleaning lady for a couple of elderly women, who gave her their unwanted clothes. These clothes were very expensive name brands--very well made.
The grandmother gave the clothes to her granddaughter, who was very proud to wear such expensive clothes. Later in life, she learned that her friends felt sorry for her. The clothes were "old lady clothes."
Someone else complained that she only got to wear her sister's hand-me-downs.
Another said that she only had one or two outfits that she wore all the time, like uniforms.
We laughed. We cried.
Are clothes important? They certainly don't make the person who she is.
The dressmaker in our group told us that she does alterations for a lady who is an Extraordinary Minister of the Eucharist. She buys nice clothes to wear for Jesus. She wants to look her finest for Him. That means, clean, modest, and your best.
Isn't that a nice fashion statement?