Letting Go

I was able to wear a suede suit the other day that is a memorial for the provision of God. I bought it 3 years ago for $7.50 (not 750 Dollars, 7 dollars and 50 cents). I found it at my favorite second hand store at St Mary's Church. It appeared as if it was tailored for someone who probably wore it only once for a special occasion. The skirt was a size larger than the jacket but fit as if the waist had been taken in, allowing more room for big hips and thighs (like mine!). During another visit to this wonderful store last week, I was able to tell this story to the volunteer, also telling her I gave all my other really nice, expensive ($4-$6 from same store) suits to the Career closet for CARDV, that as I walked in to donate them, there happened to be a small, young woman looking for work suits just that size but not having much success finding that size.
The woman at St. Mary's said, "Letting go of my suits was the hardest." After I left the store, I got the impression from God that she was the woman who had donated all those suits in the first place, just one by one. I am sure she heard the story about the suede suit fitting the gal who bought it 'like a glove.' I felt blessed again in letting go of these nice clothes and I am glad the Lord gave me the grace to hang on to the suede suit as a memorial, even though I wasn't sure I would ever fit into it again.
I want to be a good steward of all my possessions, even the memories.