How A White Blouse From Banana Republic Became My Own Little Miracle

Last April, I was going to my niece Anna’s first communion in Minnesota. And because my work wardrobe consists mostly of Colts fanwear, I found myself in need of a white blouse to wear with my gray skirt. I found one that was church appropriate at Banana Republic. So with my outfit planned, I was on my way.

The service was at a St. Jude’s Catholic Church in Mahtomedi. I’m not Catholic – I was baptized Methodist, confirmed Lutheran, and at this point, I just consider myself a Christian – though I don’t regularly (ok, rarely) attend church.

But on that day, as the priest began the service, he asked us to imagine a world where we only spread positive things about others. It struck me for several reasons – in part, because I find the negativity in the world today both excessive and exhausting. But also because I feel like the work I do with the Colts is very much about spreading the good news – the things the players and the team do that no one talks about – the lives they touch and the people they inspire, myself included.

The message was to see the good in others, to say good things about people when they’re not around, and to spread love, happiness, and kindness.

I left the church feeling inspired – like maybe in my own little way, I was doing my part to make the world a better place. That somehow, by telling these stories, maybe I could inspire others to look for the good, to share the positive, and to spread the light.

I went home recharged and refocused to do just that.

A few weeks later, I pulled the blouse I wore out of the closet and put it on. But when I looked in the mirror, I noticed a few stains on it. I hadn’t worn it since the service and didn’t have it cleaned afterwards because I only had it on for a few hours.

I took the shirt off, laid it on my bed, and stared at it. What looked like stains from a distance were actually three crosses imprinted on the fabric. The rest of the shirt was spotless. I was so stunned, I wasn’t sure what to do. So, I hung the blouse back in my closet and that’s where it’s been ever since.

There are many things in life that can’t be explained. I do think God speaks to us and sends us signs – and that if you’re not paying attention, you may miss them.

So on this Easter Sunday, keep your eyes open, keep your mind open, and keep your heart open.

But most of all, keep the faith.

Happy Easter, God bless…

And Go Colts!

One comment

  1. Judy Wolven says:

    Very nice to read on Easter morning. Three crosses on a white blouse. I think you should wear it then you could explain to people if they ask.

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