Replaceable
Some months ago on a particular Sunday in church, I noticed the outfit a young lady, who I will call Ms. X, was wearing and felt as though this was the same outfit she has been wearing the last few times I saw her. For those that know me well, it was an unusual experience for me, as it is a struggle for me to remember what I wore to church by the next Sunday, let alone take note of what others wore. Interestingly, for this young lady, we had reasons to see on the average twice a week for over a month and I suddenly felt as though I always saw her wearing the same outfit. Almost immediately while I was still reflecting on it, I heard clearly in my Spirit, you need to purchase an outfit for Ms. X. I debated this thought in my mind, keeping in mind my bank account balance at the time and all the other expenses I had lined up. After a couple of days, I guess you say I crossed the first huddle, I decided I will buy her an outfit. While the idea was interesting, I was not sure how the logis...