I never thought my toes would become a faith lesson for me. (I never thought girdles would either, but a moment of girdle-consideration provided insight into my faith journey.)
I’m reading Hebrews 10:23 today, and I realized…my toes are an example of my lack of trust in God’s faithfulness.
Here’s what I mean…
My toes look fine. But! My toenails can be pinchers. And when they start to pinch…OUCH! Little nerves in those little tootsies can create all kinds of trouble. When the trouble starts, I’ll make an appointment for a pedicure to help relieve the pressure. (Note: It took me two years to get comfortable with someone messing with my toes. So, I wait as long as I can before I get help.)
When I wait too long, I too-often decide to take matters into my own hands and pull out the clipper and file and attempt massive reconstructive work of surgical proportions. Which seldom works. Usually, makes things worse.
I need to remember… There are experts who know how to take care of toe problems. I need to get that appointment scheduled right away, and then let Ronnie-best-in-toe-business take care of them.
I can trust that she will do what she’s always done in the past. Fix the problem.
And that’s what I thought of this morning as I read Hebrews 10:23…
“Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful.”
Perhaps it was because I had my Bible and my toes right in my line of sight; the connection and lesson came pretty quickly. I think that I can fix, solve, make better, whatever trouble comes my way. So I try and do that. And when I do ask for help and I don’t think the help is coming fast enough, I step in and take over. (Just like with my toe situation.) Good grief.
Everything in The Good Book tells me that God is faithful. He will do what He promised. He will always show up. He cares about every single part of my life.
His timing is always perfect. He is working on what troubles me, even when I don’t see it. He’s never late. Always on time.
THIS is the God I can trust. It is silly of me to think for one minute that I need to do his job because the pain is too great and I just need to take care of it myself.
Faith Lesson #3,476,927 learned. Again.
In a very small slice of my life, Ronnie will be my toe-fixer. I need to let her do her thing.
In my faith journey, God is faithful and will meet my every need. At the perfect time. I need to let Him do that.
God. Is. Faithful.
He. WILL. Show. Up.
At the perfect time.
P.S. I realize that in the summer “toe pictures,” the toes usually point to blue water, summer sand, and warm beaches. But my view is from mom’s couch. That’s all I’ve got.