A perfect match

So, yesterday as I was sitting in the eye doctor's waiting room, I partook of my favorite pastime......people watching.

I saw 3 different pairs of people that were dressed alike.

First pair was a set of twin girls. They were about 3 years old....cute as they could be....curly hair pulled back with matching ribbons, matching sweaters, matching pants, matching shoes and even matching glasses. Their parents wanted them identified as twins....matching in every way.

Second pair was an older couple. They were distinguished looking, probably in the early 70's. They did not match every detail exactly....but they had the same color scheme going. You could tell they belonged together.....and had "belonged" together for many years now.

Third pair was a mother and her son. She was in her late 30's and her son was probably 8. He was in a wheelchair that she pushed around. He was severely handicapped. He could not speak understandable words nor could he walk. He was so cute....blond hair and smiling. They did not match in every detail....but they too had the same color scheme going on. You could tell that the mom wanted her son to be identified with her. He was her responsibility, but he was more than that.....he was her son. In a world that probably tends not to welcome him as "belonging" to many things.....he BELONGS to her......he was her beloved.

It's funny how we wear similar clothing......we are doing something very intentional when we do that.....it kind of reminds me of Genesis 1:26-27, "Let us make man in our own image, in our likeness.....so God create man in his own image, in the image of God he created him, man and woman he created them."

I think that was God dressing us like him.....identifying us with him....showing us we are his beloved......we belong with him.