I imagine that as far as God is concerned, we are all naked. And possibly not as fragrant as we would wish. Loving widely and well is probably the best bet.

Of course, we are all supposed to wear red this Sunday, and I don't have anything red. It's easy to prioritize the spiritual virtues in such a situation.  I'll stop by the thrift store, and if God wants me to wear red, I will find something suitable.