My Aching Feet

About a year ago, my right toe (the one closest to the big toe) was not cooperating with the rest of my toes. It was tired and protesting all the work and just checked out. This put the other toes on overload; it was too much for them to bear and other problems ensued. My journey to France and Spain would suffer because of the stubborn toe.

Purchasing more comfortable shoes for the trip was a disaster; instead of going to a walking shoe store I opted for a more fashionable blue suede loafer. Just after two hours of breaking in the adorable shoes (while sitting on the bus) pretty much ruined the rest of the trip. Oh, and that toe gave me heartache with every step. I was a trooper and the more I forced walking, the worse the damage; now two toes joined in the revolt and all I could do was use these petite French corn covers to bring the smallest amount of comfort. Prayer didn’t work either, nor holy water, it would become my little traveling cross.

When returning from the trip I Googled “how to stretch your shoes”. It looked simple enough so I filled a zip lock baggie with water and put it in the shoes and place in the freezer, but that just made a huge mess of water and the shoes took on a deeper shade of blue. Next step, the local shoe cobbler. After paying the exorbitant $15, I wore the shoes again as the nightmare continued the toe and his buddies went into a foot coma. The following day I returned the sweet shoes to their origin and never looked back.

And the eye cannot say to the hand, I have no need of you; nor again the head to the feet “I have no need of you.” My foot is part of my body and when it hurts it affects the rest of my body. (1 Cor 12:21)

We as Christians are part a body and when we see others in pain we too hurt with them.

 

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4 Comments

  1. Haha this is hilarious and has me laughing extra hard as my feet end up being the biggest issue when I travel (which is why I search high and low to find the perfect shoes before my departure). For whatever reason, when your feet feel miserable, it instantly makes the rest of you miserable.

    The funniest part of your story is that I too looked up how to stretch shoes via DIY on Pinterest and of course it was an epic fail (yours was even worse – I mean, “blue suede shoes” Lynda?!)…

    The little traveling cross will not be forgotten “This little piggy went to France, this little piggy went to Spain, and this little piggy went We, We, We, all the painful way home”.

  2. Oh sweet Lauren! You are my angel with special giftings;a million thanks for putting up my Blog. Your creative talent will get you all that you deserve in life. You are now included in my daily prayer and your reward for helping me will bring many blessing your way.

    As women we are a united force in informing the masses of a good walking shoe; even it looks like something your great-grandmother would wear.

  3. Love your true story and boy do I relate! Your stories make me smile. Thank you for t he scripture. Always the one I need at such a time as this. And I here I go in search of the best fitting sandal.

  4. Finally you got this up and running!
    Great job Lauren! Lynda you are going to be a very busy woman in the days to come. Best wishes with your new blog.

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