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What I Wore Sunday #4


 
Joining the ladies at Fine Linen and Purple again for What I Wore Sunday!  Come join the fun too.  This week I had come home, got on my favorite pair of yoga pants and got all comfortable and THEN remembered that I had not had my hubby take my picture yet for WIWS, sooooo, I got all dressed up again just for this picture . ..
 
 

Shirt: Apt. 9 (Kohls)
Linen Pants: Old Navy
Shoes: Hush Puppies (Who knew they made heels?!) (Thrift Store Find)
 


The Gospel reading from today is one of my most favorite (John 21: 1-19).  And, even though my allergies were bothering me today, it was not my allergies, but the Gospel that was making me tear up in mass.  There are so many things I love about this reading, but what struck me the most, today, is our commission when we proclaim our love for Christ.  Just as Peter's life was truly no longer his own, when he recommitted his love to Christ that morning on the shore, our lives, when lived for Christ are not our own.  We are in service to HIM and to those He has placed in our lives.  But, even before He asked Peter if he loved HIM, what did HE do?  He showed Peter, and us, that HE first takes care of us.  That HE loves us and that when we commit to serving HIM and HIS people, HE will take care of all of our needs.  What a great message to start our weeks on!

Have a great week everyone!

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  1. Love the shirt, one of my fav colors! Thanks for joining us!

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  2. Beautiful outfit, did not know that Old Navy had linen pants, and wonderful reflection.

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  3. I'm not brave enough to wear white! Not because of the kids either. Mama is kind of a mess these days... :) you look fantastic! Love the reflection on the gospel also. Such an apt reminder always...

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  4. What a great outfit. I never wear white because the dirt blow so bad here that it always looks dirty but I love it!
    This passage in John is one of my favorites!
    Hope you have a wonderful week!

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  5. From what you're wearing and all the sun in your picture (and your comments about allergies!), I think it must be very nice where you live and very different from where I live! Regardless, you look very spring-y and lovely!

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