Why Wait?
Last year I bought a couple middle-priced shoes that were designed to protect my ankle and hopefully keep my knee in place. They have done a great job, but at the start of the summer, the insoles came out. They were worn out and refusing to fit back in the show like I tried to make happen.
So I took them out.
That meant for months I’d been walking with no comfort. No foot support. No cushioning. Each night before bed I noticed my heel HURT.
I did nothing except put those shoes back on.
This week I got out of bed and limping was a generous term to describe how I made my way to the bathroom. My heel hurt to the point of tears. I knew it was the lack of cushion from those shoes.
Off I went in search of insoles. I found a gel pair that addressed different ailments and how it would alleviate those things. They are easy to place in and take out. Sold.
I am walking without pain.
Why did I wait so long?
This week my husband installed a new lazy Susan in our kitchen. The old one cracked when we first moved in. A DECADE ago. We were busy and life went on and suddenly it didn’t even register to me that it was broken. I reached in and got what I wanted, and the area was exposed without cupboard doors like everything else.
I don’t know what about this week made my husband decide it was time to take care of it, but he did. Now everything matches, and that Susan, boy can she swivel.
Why did we wait so long?
I could make this a devotional similar to the one about the rock in the shoe. We used to demonstrate this when we worked with teens. They put a pebble in their shoes and walked for an hour. They realized they got used to the pain. And then they felt nothing at all. For the teens our point was when you miss the mark and sin, it gets easier and numb the more you do it. So don’t.
This is not a promotion to upend your life and throw away Biblical principles that I live by, but friend, if there’s something you need to take care of, why hurt yourself like I did with my insoles? That was a minute job and a few dollars. The lazy Susan was a little more involved but we waited ten years on that. Why?
I don’t know your circumstances but sometimes things don’t get done because we’ve run out of gas. Mentally. The energy to get it done just isn’t there. I feel that, especially this year. Okay, since 2020. It’s hard. Life is hard. Times are tough.
Could we live without a functional lazy Susan? Obviously.
But to wear shoes with no padding that works your heel to the bone? I can drive ten minutes and find something simple for a few dollars or professionally designed with gel for a few more. I just felt too overwhelmed by everything else to take the time for a simple thing that was for my health and benefit.
If I accomplish nothing else with this Substack account, I hope you learn from me. Surrendering is the key to freedom. In this case, I had to let go of the apathy and get the insoles. I’m not sure what motivated my husband, but dang, our kitchen looks good with that fixed.
You know who else looks good when fixed? Healed? Surrendered?
YOU.
So, chocolate. My chocolate mention is Hershey Treasures, milk chocolate with almonds. When there are multiple almonds after you let the chocolate melt in your mouth, that is a GIFT. Am I right?