The fourth time has to be the charm.

We leave for another Rogers’ wedding this weekend. Courtney and Michael are getting married in the Colorado mountains.

She’s actually our fifth child to be married. But it will be Isley’s fourth attempt to pull off the role of flower girl.

Almost three years ago, she threw the flower ball she was supposed to carry down the aisle, and her dad carried her. Bride Melody was fine with that.

Six months later she carried her stuffed monkey, OoOo-Ahah, down the aisle. Forget the flowers. Bride Tiffany was fine with that.

Ten months after that, having practiced with pebbles, she protected her petals as she walked down the aisle. Didn’t throw them. Bride Jillian was fine with that.

It’s been eighteen months, and Isley is now four. The concept of flower girl is better grounded in her mind. She’s been practicing. With coins.

The kid has an arm. unnamed-2

She received her dress from Courtney in the mail. Has tried it on numerous times. Shows all who come to the house her wedding dress. She wears it with pride and delight.

The same cannot be said about the shoes her mom picked out for her.

They aren’t red and sparkly, like the ones Isley picked out. They are small boots, quite appropriate for the cobblestone clumsiness of the walkway all will be maneuvering at this outdoor mountain venue.  unnamed-1Isley isn’t impressed with practical. She prefers bling. Uncomfortable bling.

She’s so dissatisfied that she wouldn’t put them on to show me how they looked.

This is the little fashion diva who’ll model at the drop of a shoe.

Her comment: “I hate boots this year.”

Isley’s uncomfortable with a style she feels doesn’t suit her. She has, in her mind, a certain way she wants to look. It’s what causes her to rummage through piles of clothes to find the one outfit she wants to wear. It’s what drives her to hate boots this year.

I’m no diva, but I feel uncomfortable with certain styles as well.

Styles of the heart. Outward reflections of my inner attitudes.

Attitudes are the way I outfit my heart. The perspective I choose. The emotions I use to accessorize.

There are days when the attitudes I choose are plain ugly. As if I’ve blanketed my heart with a pitiful slipcover.

God has given me a new, renovated, refreshed heart. But I still choose how I’ll display it. How I’ll dress it.

“Since you have heard about Jesus and have learned the truth that comes from Him, throw off your old sinful nature and your former way of life,…Instead, let the Spirit renew your thoughts and attitudes. Put on your new nature, created to be like God–truly righteous and holy.”   Ephesians 4:21-24

These are new attitudes I don’t have to force. A mindset I don’t have to manufacture. It’s choosing to believe Jesus, His truth, and allowing that truth to change the very core of me.

That’s what you call a stylin’ heart.

 

 

 

10 responses »

  1. terry morgan says:

    Hilarious! Aren’t we so funny! Others would love the option of boots with a dress!

    So many unique outfits in attempts to “dress up” the reality of a broken and needy heart. Thanks for reminding us of WHO is the best “Designer” of them all! May we learn to wear HIS fashion in style!

    • daylerogers says:

      Dressing up something that is dirty is like putting on perfume instead of showering. Not enough. I so want to willingly wear what the Designer has made for me! Thanks for that perspective, my friend.

  2. debbyshehane says:

    “Styles of the heart”; “outward reflections of my inner attitudes”; “attitudes are the way I outfit my heart…just needed to say it again. I have a diva granddaughter myself, and the image of Isley saying “No” to boots makes perfect sense to me. And is this the way I say “No” to the things of God? I’m afraid it is true too often. We just don’t feel like wearing Him. Thank you, Dayle Ann.

    • daylerogers says:

      Divas demand the chance to choose–and isn’t that me? All the time? I know I’m passive-aggressive in it, but nonetheless I’m trying to push those buttons to suit me and my style. I love that we have diva granddaughters that are living reflections of our struggles. I just wish I could see it as a reflection of my own orneriness instead of getting irritated with them for doing what I do!

  3. Grace4mE says:

    You guys deserve Isley, Dayle! I hope to be around the “bling one” someday! For now I better make my choice believing JESUS and HIS truth also, in order that I can keep on being changed, as well!

    • daylerogers says:

      Aw, Lois, I don’t know that “deserve” is the right word. I think God knows I need her in my life to teach me things I’m too dad gummed stubborn to see in someone my size! Love you.

  4. I LOVE this. What a great reminder that we always have a choice in how to “show” and “style” our hearts!

  5. Lorn Apel says:

    Dayle, You are a master of analogies. Well done.

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