More Than a Dress

I have gotten somewhat swept up in the wedding planning. I say somewhat because I was distracted by school and am just coming out of that. But the wedding planning - I have enjoyed being on pinterest and searching through ideas and finding various websites to search for wedding dresses. Somewhere in the process I got this concept about finding "the perfect" dress. I have this thought and vision of the style and so have been looking and looking, thinking I'd find "the one."
Yet, it hasn't happened. Somewhere in the midst of it all I made the dress an ultimate thing - I don't know how or when, but I did. And God had to remind me that it's not about the dress. Honestly, I think Magnus could care what sort of dress I wore walking down the aisle. I may be concerned with what I look like in front of everyone, but that will not be the focal point. For Magnus I, not the dress, will be his focal point.
I think I do that with Jesus, too. I get really concerned and worried about getting gussied up for him. I get concerned with how I'm doing my quiet times, if I'm doing enough "service," or other "Christiany" things so that I'll look good - have a pretty white dress.
Yet it is never about the outfit for Jesus, it's always about me. I don't quite get it - but God cares more about me, about who I am and my heart for him then he does about all the activities I'm doing. He'd rather me spend a day delighting in him then a day trying to win his favor by doing many good and noble deeds. What an awesome God we serve.