My doctors probably think I need to expand my wardrobe because no matter what specialist I’m seeing I wear the same shirt—a red Supergirl shirt I got when I was in college. The practice started after my severe illnesses in 2001 (full story). I was so scared I needed something tangible to make me feel strong and I thought, “How about a Supergirl shirt?” It wasn’t that I trusted in the shirt instead of God; I just needed to remember that I was indeed a super girl. Plus, Supergirl and I are both blond bombshells (snicker).
Now eight years later, I still wear the shirt to see my family doctor, the dentist, and almost every specialist. Recently, I went to the podiatrist in a different shirt and ended up getting worse, so I was sure to sport my Supergirl dubs on the follow-up visit.
To preserve the integrity of the shirt, I wear it only when I go to the doctor. Every. Single. Time. I admit this is a strange practice, but I realize that this shirt represents how God has been with me through each and every appointment—even when I was diagnosed with chronic illness, when I had a panic attack in the office, when my fear threatened to envelope me. He was there then and He will be there in the future. As I’ve mentioned before, I suffer from hypochondria and “white coat syndrome.” If a shirt makes me feel a little braver, so be it. I know that it’s not just the shirt; it’s my God.
One day I may not need my Supergirl shirt, but I will never throw it out no matter how tattered it becomes. It’s a symbol to me of God’s enduring love, comfort, and faithfulness. That and it’s a really cool shirt, isn’t it?
**Note from Amy:: As a random aside, I am starting to collect Supergirl pins, key chains, and what not to keep the theme alive. I won’t be able to wear the shirt forever, you know?**