“When the soldiers had crucified Jesus they took his garments and made four parts, one for each soldier; also his tunic. But the tunic was without seam, woven from top to bottom; so they said to one another, ‘Let us not tear it, but cast lots for it to see whose it shall be.’ This was to fulfil the scripture, ‘They parted my garments among them, and for my clothing they cast lots.’” (Jn 19: 23-24)
The “garments” of the God-Man, for which the soldiers ever-so-coldly cast lots, now seem like a meaningless piece of merchandise. And yet, these are the same garments that “became white as light” on the Mount of Transfiguration. And the whole business of casting of lots for them was prophesied centuries earlier in Psalm 21/22:18: “They divide my garments among them and for my clothing they cast lots.”
Thus in Christ the “meaning” of my clothing is not what it used to be, nor what it seems to be, to the faithless eye. Why? Because He wore it. He also transfigured it, and was stripped of it, to clothe me anew in His bodily resurrection. My clothing no longer “means” what it meant for the first Adam, who was clothed by God as a consequence of sin (Gen 3: 21). I have been stripped of those old garments in baptism, and given a new “robe of light,” of which I am reminded this morning, as I get dressed. So let me pay attention today, to the great meanings in the small things, like my clothing, given to me in His newness of life. “For all of you who were baptized into Christ have clothed yourselves with Christ.” (Gal 3: 27) May He be glorified, even in my small things. Amen.