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One of my favorite things in the world to do is go to the thrift store. I love old T-shirts. I don’t know why; I couldn’t explain it if I had to. Yesterday, April Arrington, Taylor Naumann, and I had a big day of thrift store shopping. It was great. We got some cool stuff…

As we rummaged through all the shirts, hats, jackets, and, yes, even wigs, I couldn’t help but think about what these clothes must have been like a few years ago. I can see a woman standing outside in the biting cold, proudly and confidently clutching to her new jacket, relying on it for warmth. I can see the beaming face of a young girl as she opens her presents to find a beautiful new dress for her birthday. I can see a young boy stomping through the mud in his tough new blue jeans. I walk through the pants section and I think about the collective years of wear and tear that go with all these clothes. A whole store is filled with these stories. “I used to be beautiful and loved, but look at me now.”

Now sitting here today, I can’t help but wonder, how many of us are like that pair of thrift store blue jeans? Sure, at one time you were new and beautiful, but years of constant use and misuse have left you torn, tattered, and abused. And now here you sit, used up and thrown out, just waiting to be loved again.

Is that you? Have the ravages of sin left you feeling used up? Have the years taken away that luster and beauty that your spirit was once known for? Maybe your anger has eaten you up inside. Maybe death and disease have stolen your joy. Maybe your mismanaged temper has distanced you from the ones you love.

If so, you should know that we have the ultimate purchaser of the used and abused. He goes by the name of Jesus, and he longs to reclaim you and restore your tattered soul. He sifts through the piles of tattered and broken spirits, looking for a heart that is heavy for reclamation; and he gives just that- a fresh, new start. That makes me smile…

Yeah, I love the thrift store. I guess I see my story in there. But more importantly, I see a bigger story of redemption; of buying back. So, if you see me out wearing a t-shirt that says “Theron’s Mom” remember, I’m just doing my part…