Perfect Fit
It was the day before I was supposed to start my junior year of high school. It was a beautiful day outside but I was too busy feeling sorry for myself to notice. We didn't have much money. Everything I earned I gave to my parents. Just once, I wanted a new dress for the first day of school. I was pacing in my room feeling very depressed. Then I heard a voice say, "Why do you fret so? Remember the lilies of the fields. Are you not more important than they?"
I answered, "Yes." Then I felt very peaceful and happy. A few minutes later, I heard a car drive up and a lady talking to my mother. After the car drove off, my mother called me downstairs. The woman had a bag of clothes. She told my mother she had bought them for her daughter but her daughter didn't like them. She was going to throw the dresses away but had an overpowering urge to bring them to our house. We never saw that lady again. In the bag were five dresses. They still had the price tags on them. I'm very short—I have to hem everything. The dresses were my size and the right color for my complexion. Most surprising, I didn't have to hem them.—Anonymous
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