Several years ago Solomon (then 5) and I were looking somewhat inattentively through the Sunday newspaper advertisements and he suddenly laid his hand flatly on the page. Evidently some nail-polish had caught his eye and he was certain we had to get it. Mind you I don’t regularly wear nail-polish on my fingers but it seemed like a reasonable thing to do. The color we purchased was an awesome evergreen color called Christmas Gone Plaid. I proceeded to paint my nails and after worship on the following Sunday, I received several comments about the green on my nails and not one comment about how to be the hands and feet of Jesus in the world. Ever since then, and truthfully since before that, I am very cognizant of what I wear and how I present myself in worship.
It is very easy to become distracted in church. Whether it is the temperature, noises around you, fragrance, etc. And so, it goes with why I wear a robe. I wear a robe to make it easier for those in worship, such that what I’m wearing isn’t a distraction. I don’t want people to be preoccupied by what I am wearing. I wear a robe not be set apart from the congregation but rather to bring us together as we worship and celebrated God’s presence in our lives.