I broke down and went in Belk yesterday (with a double mask for good luck) because I was desperate for some pants that fit me again.
Somehow during this pandemic…I have managed to lose some weight and I am stuck between pant sizes…one is too loose and I am constantly pulling my pants up…like the little girl on Dee Lesko’s adorable card she sent me…and then to make it worse…I am a little tall for short length pants and not tall enough for average pants. What’s a gal to do?
I managed to find a pair of jeans and one pairs of slacks…right now they fit but who knows what the future will bring?
It got me thinking about the spiritual dilemmas we find ourselves in when we get spiritually stuck between two sizes also. I am sure God intends One Size to fit all His children equally lovingly…but then when we start holding back on some practices and beliefs in our spirituality or adding personal judgments to others and their beliefs and life styles…we get stuck in half sizes again.
My shoe size is a six…but my chemo regime causes my feet to swell during intervals on occasion and neuropathy is a frequent visitor too…so from day to day I can wear a six or a six and a half or even a seven. I just have learned to adjust to daily dressing by picking out which shoe fits first and then outfit accordingly.
*Though if I am being completely honest…the sign below sums up my attire on many a day….anybody else get in this predicament occasionally?
On the inside of the title card Dee sent me…she had placed a gold sticker because I was teasing her about a comment she made on an earlier blog post this week. She gave me an A+ on the post for research and information…I thanked her profusely and teasingly asked ...”But where is my gold star then?”
Dee’s note card came yesterday…she was out of stars but wondered if the large gold sticker would suffice? It did…and does…and Dee always gets the last laugh in…in all sizes…big, small, and in-between.
Yesterday I got caught in “Please Lord don’t let me bump into anybody I know at the grocery store”…as I tentatively crept out of my car, ran across the parking lot and went through Publix in record-breaking time-even without my grocery list I had left in the car- a miracle…and no I didn’t see a soul I knew. God is SO good! No half-sizes from Him…He gives it all…all the time!
So until tomorrow….
Father, Help me stop pulling back from full commitments to do God’s work but instead give me the right size shoe to make the trip to help others.
Another amazingly late spring weather pop-up day….I worked on beautifying my deck surroundings.