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Freshly laundered and quite sure my owner thought I might shrink just a bit; I am off to spend a few hours as a Celebrate Jesus volunteer. Better enjoy this…my one moment of shining glory when I will be part of a group, the important uniform of the day! I arrive at the visitation center a bit nervous, not sure what to expect and fairly sure my owner feels like I am not the right color for her skin type. I feel a bit better as I see my clones…40 or 50 other yellow shirts are buzzing around preparing for visitation. After gathering for training we are off in the heat, knocking on doors being looked at through peepholes. I stand tall and proud and show off my logos…hello in there…we are not a threat…we are here to pray for you! What’s that I see…a door is opening? Hey – they are complimenting ME! They like my color and they are talking to my group, sharing and praying together. Sure, I’m just a t-shirt, but I am pretty proud of myself.
I am a yellow shirt. A simple t-shirt bathed in sunshine yellow but also blessed by God. I proudly carry the logos of First United Methodist Church and Celebrate Jesus. I am NOT like millions of other shirts created for projects or events, for I have experienced what it feels like to witness and share the love of God with my community. I feel confident that I will not see the back of a closet or the bottom of the dresser drawer…no…I am far too valuable and I will be seen again. I will be worn with pride as I continue to participate in ministry to others. For work days, for missions, for prayer and celebration, I am a yellow shirt – part of something important. I know my purpose!
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