Who Are You Wearing?

The awards season for television, movies and music just wrapped up. The red carpet interviews prior to the actual awards ceremonies tend to be more popular than the show itself. The world tunes in to watch the beautiful people make their way down the red carpet and stop for photos and interviews. The most common question in a red carpet interview is, "Who are you wearing?" And then the star or starlet tells us who designed the tuxedo or gown. Calvin Klein, Oscar de le Renta, Dior, Tom Ford and so on.

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Genesis 25 and 27 contain the account of Jacob and Esau. These twins born to Isaac and Rebekah were promised to be contentious from the beginning. They were described as two nations warring in Rebekah's womb. Lo and behold these sons grew up at odds with one another. It did not help that their parents played favorites and helped fuel the fire between them. (Sidenote: Parents never ever play favorites - it's the most harmful way to raise your children)

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Esau was the firstborn of the twins. Esau grew to be the favorite of his father Isaac. He was a man's man - an outdoorsman and a hunter. Rebekah prefered Jacob, who literally clung to his brother's heal as he left the womb. Second born and not as special. Jacob was quieter and more meek. A homebody but his mom's favorite. Jacob had a disadvantage when it came to winning the favor or his father. (Another sidenote: This is a recipe for a dysfunctional family!)

As it became clear that Isaac was getting on in years and would need to pass on his blessing, Jacob grew to desire more from his father. His mother Rebekah also hated to see her favorite son be second best. They devised a plan for Jacob to trick dear old dad into blessing Jacob with everything that was rightfully Esau's. Isaac was blind. Rebekah makes him his favorite stew and Jacob puts on some animal skins so he would smell and feel like his hairy brother and wore Esau's best clothes. If asked, "Who are you wearing?" He would have replied, "Tunic by Esau."

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Isaac recognized the clothing of his favorite son. Jacob sat before him, smelling just like his brother. And because of Rebekah and Jacob's trickery, Isaac bestows all of the blessins meant for Esau upon Jacob. Esau becomes enraged and the family becomes even more divided and ultimately results in nations at war with one another. (FINAL SIDENOTE: Family dysfunction has MAJOR generational consequences!)

But what about these clothes? What about the clothes of the favorite son? Our God is not blind - in fact, He sees our sin so clearly. He knows us better than we know ourselves. But He sent His ONE and ONLY son and says that whoever believes in Him will have eternal life (John 3:16). Basically, He says, "Put on the clothes of my favorite son and I will see your sin no longer. You will feel and smell be just like my son to me that I will forget what you've done and you will receive the blessings meant for Him. I will share the blessings with you even though you don't deserve them...just put on the clothes."

I could really care less about the Oscars and what these people wear. I find it silly our culture becomes so fixated on the suits and gowns we could never afford or have occasion to wear. But I do care about what the Lord thinks of me. He's not just the creator of the universe, but our Heavenly Father...our dad. He loves us all so much that He hands us the clean, pure white garment and says, "Go ahead, wear it...I have an occasion for you to attend. I want you with Me forever. Dine at my table - feast with Me."

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As I step out each day I decide what to wear and put on. I made a choice many many years ago to accept Christ and put on His clothes. But's it wasn't until the past few years that I really understood what it meant to wear Christ. To walk in the confidence of God's favor upon me - the favor I never deserved by my own merit. Only by the sacrifice of His favorite son do I get to wear the lovely clothes and not saunter down a red carpet but stand before my Father who accepts me as His own.

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