I have a favorite pair of shoes.
They are nothing special. In fact, one of the reasons I love them is because they reminded me of a pair of shoes a friend of mine had in high school a few…umm 20 something years ago. They are a simple pair of Mary Jane black flats, made out of fabric. They have a little ankle strap which I love- no chance of slipping out of these suckers! They feel like slippers and go with everything.
So imagine how sad I was when I realized that my fur baby, Jack, made a little snack out of one of the ankle straps! Ugghh… I HATE it when that happens! Totally my fault though, because I didn’t put them away and instead left them out in the middle of the floor so that Jack could nibble on them.
I couldn’t bear to part with them, so I put them in my closet for a while. And then a couple of weeks ago I had an idea for a quick fix- a safety pin! I could reattach the ankle strap to the shoe with a safety pin and no one would ever know. It was on the inside of the ankle- hardly noticeable!
I wore my beloved black flats to church one recent Sunday. I was only a little concerned about the safety pin, and was grateful for the comfort as I played piano and led worship. After church we went out to lunch with a whole group of friends from church. Those are the days I love. I think of it as the “after church”… it’s like an extension of the service because we are truly breaking bread together and sharing in one another’s lives.
So I was sitting there and all of a sudden my friend looks down and says “is that what I think it is?” I looked at her a little strange, not knowing what she was talking about.
“Do you really have a safety pin holding that shoe together??”
I busted out laughing. She knows I am a little quirky sometimes. We both laughed at the absurdity and I told her how glad I was that it held up and didn’t bust open and poke me in the middle of church!
When I got home, I pulled out my sewing needle and found some dark thread (because, naturally, I couldn’t find any black thread… so I used what I had) and within a few minutes I sewed it back on, good as new. In fact, I don’t think anyone would even notice that it had ever been a Jack “snack”.
As I mended my shoe, I thought about all the times I want to take short cuts and look for the quick fix instead of really doing things the “right way”. My husband always laughs whenever he finds a half- opened box of anything in the kitchen- because I have a funny habit of opening things just enough for me to get out what I need.
I also thought about how very blessed I am to have the kind of friends who are willing to point out things that need fixing- big and little things! Those are the kind of friends that hold us accountable and make us better people. And those same friends that can be honest with me- those are the friends that I can trust to laugh and cry with me about silly things and important things, too.
I am grateful for ALL of my Jesus girlfriends!!
Iron sharpens iron, so a friend sharpens a friend.