"shoes for your feet"
The weather has cooled down beautifully from the intense heat that we've had the past few days. We are down twenty degrees from last week.
Hang in there, Spring! It's not Summer's turn yet!
One of the difficult things about the arrival of warm weather is that I have to dig out all my warm-weather clothes from under the bed. Our master bedroom doesn't have a closet that will accommodate everything we own, so my sweetie and I use underbed storage for out-of-season stuff. So of course it's a bit of a project to do the semi-annual* switch of clothes.
* Or is it "bi-annual"?
Saturday was an exhausting day,* so although I got a good night's sleep, I had a hard time dragging myself out of bed on Sunday morning. But I did. And I ate the fried egg that the Apple of my Eye had lovingly prepared for me. And I got dressed, and did the hair and makeup thing.
* Rise at 5 a.m., drive to volleyball tournament,
watch volleyball/endure heat, drive home from volleyball tournament,
rest briefly, make dinner, collapse in comfy chair and watch some tv, go to bed.
Then it was time. Grab my Bible, grab my purse, and put on my shoes.
Shoes. It was time to make a decision.
I don't have a ton of shoes. I'm not one of those girls. I like simplicity, so I have a few cold weather pair, and a few warm weather pair. And in my mind, I was trying to decide which ones were best for the warmth of the day, and the outfit I was wearing. And in my mind, I settled on a pair. They're not my favorites, but they would do. I probably could find something a little more comfortable, but that would require shopping, and I'm not really one of those girls, either.
So I trekked over to the far side of my closet, where my out-of-season, warm-weather shoes were tucked, and you know what I found? O joy! Lovely, comfy, perfect shoes, that I bought last year, and had completely forgotten about.
But God knew. He was just waiting for me to remember what He'd already provided for me.
I wonder, sometimes, if He smiles and shakes His head lovingly at me... "Silly girl."
I like to think so.
~ "and as shoes for your feet,
the preparation of the gospel of peace" ~