One year we gave each of the young women a handmade padded white hanger with the following poem attached:
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In a bedroom closet
A hanger, silently grasps an Iron Rod
.
Just an ordinary hanger?
No, for upon closer look
this hanger seems different somehow...
It doesn't seem to have the sharp corners
or the same colors as the others hanging there.
This hanger isn't clad with dresses, shirts, or sweaters,
but stands quite part.
The hanger doesn't strain or bend
beneath the load placed upon it.
It carries no burden at all.
For this hanger is arrayed in spotless white.
It's gentle gathers whisper conviction.
All corners are softly padded in preparation....
Of tomorrow and of all eternities to come.
A low, tender reminder
of Heavenly Father and His plan of love and security.
then at the very top
a sturdy hook which clings to the Iron Rod.
For the hanger knows
that this is the only road
that leads us to happiness
and lasting satisfaction.
This hanger is hanging on "Forever',
through each day and hardship.
And though the hanger sometimes feels
pressured and crowded,
it darest not release its' grip
upon the safety of the rod,
For when it looks upon it with an eternal perspective...
it realizes with time,
one of the other hangers may move
sending it crashing down
where it will surely become torn
and trodden upon.
So this hanger stands alone
beautiful, patient, and pure.
It's mission; to hold your temple dress
and as an example to endure.
So as you dress each morning
in preparation for a anew day,
let your eyes gaze upon this hanger.
Remember to stand tall,
and with your hanger...
Hang on to Forever.
--Kathy Carrico Himle
The hangers picture can be purchased at White Elegance.com
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