Mom told me to where J Crew again. The last day I wore anything J Crew I was walking alone passed a big J Crew store in Chicago IL on my way to Weed Street. It was so lonely and isolating because no one was there from I.U. and i dont want to forget to mention that I.U. is the whole design of the place called Joe's on Weed St.
It wasnt to long ago but it felt like ions ago. I was slimmer and younger and yet very sad and alone. It felt my world was a blank slate. The JCrew store was a God send to walk through because it showed me a life of clean cut class and wholesome choices that could have saved my life.
The pinks, and baby blues, and white denim in the design of JCrew had been the very calling I've missed for almost 40 years. I believe that God was telling me this over and over for years through the one and only mom. My mom wanted me back and she wanted me back wearing JCrew!
Even as I conclude this cry out of revelation it feels redemption is happening and peace has been broken into my life making me new. Ive been walking through time in a way that feels like boundaries are removed that maybe I needed to keep up and put up in areas that needed to stay down.
I couldnt believe that the fruits of the Spirit were there in my world without family around. I would wait for the after college blues to wear off and the fading haunts of campus life went away and when the Chicago streets began to sparkle I.U. family became a reality that would be a legacy of education and the student body shadowing me for the rest of my life.
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