Michel: Clothes aren’t necessarily what you wear
Published 9:21 am Wednesday, July 5, 2023
My sister Ann traveled to Louisville last week with her daughter Brittany and her grandson Isaac. Isaac participated in the National Beta Club convention. She had a great time while there, and it’s a good thing because the trip home was challenging. Due to mechanical problems with the airplane, they had to stay an extra night in Louisville.
My first thought wasn’t the anxiety she was surely feeling. Ann doesn’t enjoy flying and for good reason. Her first flight was with me and our flight home from D.C. was the worst flight I’ve ever had.
No, my first thought when I heard Ann’s stay was extended was voiced to my husband.
“At least I know she has extra clothes. I’d be in trouble.”
When I travel, I bring just enough clothes – one outfit per day. That’s it. Nothing extra. I hate the thought of carrying things I won’t need.
Not Ann. She’s like my mom. Always prepared for any occasion, the weather that’s expected, and any sudden climate change.
You would think Hurricane Katrina had taught me something. My sister Kay and I evacuated together, and without discussing it, packed enough clothes for a couple of days. When we couldn’t return home as soon as we had planned, we ran out of clothes. It was nothing a quick trip to Dollar General couldn’t solve.
It’s fine. Everyone has preferences when packing. No one’s right or wrong. But where Ann and Kay (who passed away almost five years ago and is dearly missed) were exactly alike is what they wore. Not their fashion sense, but something infinitely more important. They followed the guidelines of Colossians 3:12.
“Clothe yourselves with tenderhearted mercy, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience.”
Ronny Michel can be reached at firstname.lastname@example.org.