If The Shoe Fits

I had this picture and a title Sunday morning, and that’s all I had.

While getting ready for church, I decided that I WOULD wear heels.

Why? I haven’t been able to wear anything except one pair of black flats (cold weather), one pair of black flip flops (warm weather), or sneakers for 14 months.

For those who don’t know, I broke my leg in two places on 12/22/16 – my fibula and tibia. It was a horrible experience. I had to dig down deep to try and stay positive, failed often, and it has been one of those problems that just never goes away. Up next is some type of vein procedure to help prevent the swelling in my lower leg and ankle.

Something to be glad about? There are tons of great stories and insights that I have received during the last year, but they did not surface easily or without going through some pain. I can say those were worth it, or this blog would not exist.

For example, my right leg aches every day. It is not really more than two Tylenol-level pain, but it’s there, reminding me I may never be the same.I still occasionally limp and stairs make me nervous. Oh, and speaking of Tylenol, I was told last week I had high liver enzymes. I wonder if those warning labels are true…😳

Aside from the pain, my right ankle still swells almost daily, especially if I try to exercise (which is required right now). It is bigger than the left ankle, and my left calf is bigger than the right calf.

The problem?

They don’t make cute shoes for these warped leg and foot dimensions! 😂 I couldn’t wear any boots all winter, especially tall ones, and Sunday morning I was shoving my foot into this shoe like the ugly stepsister in Cinderella.

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Of course, I snap a photo of my efforts, thinking surely there is a story or lesson from this experience. Plus, you can see part of the scar for added effect.

After 15 minutes or so of struggling, for the first time in over a year, I wore heels to church. The right boot only halfway zipped, but I won. Sort of.

It might have been a bit uncomfortable the more I walked, but I was taller and my dress pants fell more properly.  I could barely get the shoe off of my foot by the time I got home!

It was as if the shoe had become one of those black, charcoal masks that no one can get off their face.

I went back to these flats for Monday. My oldest daughter felt sorry for me and bought them last year, but all we know they are granny flats. I’ll be icing my ankle down for the rest of the evening from the boot incident.

What’s the lesson?

How could I possibly connect this to a Bible verse?

Well, “Pride cometh before a fall,” is one because I almost slipped three times in the rain.

But, that would be too easy – and obvious.

What about, “I can learn to be content in all my circumstances?”

Maybe.

Then, as I was searching for Bible verses, I remembered the one part of the armor of God that I always forget.

The shoes.

The shoes of peace.

“For shoes, put on the peace that comes from the Good News so that you will be fully prepared.” Ephesians 6:15

Peace. One of my most favorite songs in the world (by OAR), and something I also desire very much in this season of life.

Maybe I forget about this part of the armor because it doesn’t seem to be a defensive weapon like the rest of Ephesians 6. You would think it would be more like thick-heeled combat boots and the song, “These boots were made for walking,” echoed in your mind when you held them in your hand.

There aren’t ordinary shoes, though. The armor of God describes all things we “put on” as part of our mental, emotional and spiritual covering to stand against our adversary, the devil. Peace is there because it is what we can offer to them after we make our way through the battle.

The peace of Jesus.

I research that verse and come across something written by John Piper (link below). It was thought-provoking and I may have to research more, but he includes this verse:

How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him who brings good tidings, who publishes peace, who brings good tidings of good, who publishes salvation, who says to Zion, “Your God reigns.” Isaiah 52:7

Are my feet – and your feet – prepared every day, regardless of the earthly shoe, to go share the Good News, the Gospel…of peace. Only the Lord can provide the peace our inner soul desires.

It is that deep, longing part of us that no matter if we try and fill it with friends, wealth, prestige, doughnuts, or hook ups (I highly advise against those last two) we cannot fill the void…it is never quite at rest.

There’s a precious girl reading this right now who knows exactly what I am talking about.

Some days my feet are very quiet. Avoiding people. Avoiding eye contact.

Some days my feet are on fire, like the time I walked up to a man in Hobby Lobby and asked him if he knew Jesus.

I’m working on some middle ground there, because I did not mean to startle him. Poor guy.  He did eventually smile as he walked away.

Right now, my feet just really need a pedicure and a tune-up of what’s important as they carry me around on this planet.

Don’t forget about that John Piper link below if you want If the Shoe Fits, course level: Expert. He seriously takes “shodding our feet” to a point I had to read it twice, and probably need to go back and just makes notes. Shod? Past tense of shoe. Who knew?

I will close with the song that is playing now as my alarm goes off…sung by Jeremy Camp. Fun fact: I met him once. It was by chance in the Galleria parking lot as he was on his way to an event in Birmingham.

I approached his tinted window van, back and forth several times because I was nervous. No one wants to be a stalked. When he was gracious enough to open the door, revealing also his family was inside… I awkwardly said, “This is like meeting the president!”

Not one picture or autograph. Just shock and fangirl outside of the Macy’s in Hoover. He hugged me, I don’t remember anything else, but I love his music, his voice and his testimony.

Here is Give Me Jesus. Not cute shoes. Just Jesus…

In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I rise
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
You can have all this world
Just give me Jesus
When I am alone
When I am alone
Oh, when I am alone
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
You can have all this world
Just give me Jesus
Jesus
Give me Jesus
When I come to die
When I come to die
Oh, when I come to die
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
You can have all this world
Just give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
Give me Jesus
You can have all this world
You can have all this world
You can have all this world
Just give me Jesus
Jesus
Songwriters: C.S. Brown
Give Me Jesus lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

This is deep, so get comfortable:

https://www.desiringgod.org/messages/ready-to-move-with-the-gospel-of-peace

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Copyright © 2018 Keysha Thomaston®. All Rights Reserved.

Copyright © 2018 Keysha Simpson, Little Keysha LaNaye, and all that jazz; all rights reserved; thou shall not steal. Please don’t take my heartfelt, hard-earned memories, and remember Jesus is watching. 😂

But, for real though – He is.

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