The day started off with me walking right smack into the edge of my bedroom door. My head bounced off and my mouth said a few ungraceful words (no bad words, of course) to the door as I gave it a punch. Why did I punch the door? I still don’t know. I guess it made me feel a little better…well, until I looked down and saw a little blood and then felt the pain. Stupid me!
The day was cloudy and rainy. It was one of those days that I would have preferred to sit in my favorite chair, read a book, while listening to the crackling of the burning wood in the fireplace.
I left the house at 7:15 a.m. to go to my office. I arrive in less than ten minutes. I’m alone! Ahhh. I open the window blinds, turn on my computer, and begin my day’s work. I write. I read. I watched a video for a class I teach. I gave a presentation at one of the assisted living facilities. I made several phone calls, answered calls. And, replied to e-mails. I was feeling good. Progress, I thought. It is now about 4:15 and I was making last minute preparations for a meeting I had at 7:00 p.m. My wife calls and asked me to pick up some items at the grocery store before coming home. So, I did.
It has rained all day. I drive to the store, step out of the car and make my way inside. As I was walking, I noticed that my foot was feeling wet. That’s weird, I thought. I walked over to the canopy to get out of the rain. I lifted up my foot to check the bottom of my shoe. To my surprise, the sole of my shoe had a crack all the way across.
My sock is wet and I could hear the irritating sound of a squeaky shoe as I walked through the store! I walked as quickly as possible and with the least amount of squeakiness I could possibly make. However, I felt uneasy, embarrassed, and vulnerable. I also thought about the Scripture where Paul talks about having our “feet fitted with readiness…” (Ephesians 6:15)
I didn’t feel ready. Sure, it was my shoe. But, the shoe I was wearing was not going to protect me from the rainy weather. At this point in my day, the stuff I accomplished after hitting my head and punching the door did not seem as significant as the shoe I was wearing in the rain.
Spiritually speaking, our shoes are vitally important. For anyone fighting in a war, his shoes were of utmost importance. If he lost his footing, he lost the fight. Paul says in Romans 1:16 that our footing is the gospel, the good news by which we were saved.
As you get dressed for work or the day, check the bottom of your shoes (also, watch out for the door!). Mostly, pray that God will equip you with the right shoes so that you can keep your faith firmly planted when your are tested and as you battle Satan. Without the proper shoes, we become vulnerable and we will not be able to keep our footing when there are tests, temptations, and trials.
Remember, Be God Controlled!
Brian
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