That Kind of Girl

I've had a bit of a problem over the last couple months. I don't know exactly how it started, but just after Thanksgiving I decided I just wasn't dressing trendy enough. You know, I don't own a pair of leggings, little heeled booties, or anything with a houndstooth print. Furthermore, if I even DID buy any of those things, I haven't the slightest idea what would go with what. Do you wear black tights with black shoes? That doesn't seem right to me. It's ok to wear skinny jeans WITHOUT tucking them into boots? I was lost. And a little stressed about it. I mean, I'm a youth pastor's wife! I've gotta know these things, right? I've gotta be hip. I need to be relevant. I poured out my woes to my best friend, Jessica, and her sister Jozie (poor girl) at Target one day. "So, if I buy this, does it go with that? Really? But it doesn't match!" I was having a hard time.

I didn't buy any "trendy" clothes that day, and haven't since, but it was kind of nagging at me. Until just this morning, I had a bit of a revelation. As I put on my favorite American Eagle jeans with the holes in the knees, I thought to myself "I'm such a t-shirt-and-jeans kind of girl". I am. Call it plain. Call it boring. I really don't care. I've decided that if I wear a t-shirt and jeans every day for the rest of my life, I'm ok with that. It's me. I guess it's another step in the constant growing up process. I became just a little more ok with who I am today. And I'm pretty convinced that no matter who I'm trying to minister to, THAT'S more relevant than wearing what they are.