The Shoes That Bind

Do you have shoes in your closet that you haven’t worn for years, but refuse to get rid of?

If so, you will absolutely love this story.

McDaddy participated in a 3-on-3 basketball tournament at our church this weekend. The teams were formed by drawing names from a hat. McDaddy was on a team with our friend Shawn, and one of our pastors, Jimmy. I am good friends with Shawn’s wife, Christina. When we first sat down at the tournament, Christina shared a story about Shawn’s basketball shoes. She was unsure of how old they were, but said she had tried several times over the past few years to throw them out because they were old and because he hadn’t worn them in a long time. Each time, she said he would assure her that he would need them someday and insist on keeping them.

Christina, our friend Kelley, and I had a great time trading kid stories and fighting off the urge to purchase every single O’Friggin’Henry Bar from the snack bar because OH MY HEAVENLY DAY they were divine. (I totally added the whole friggin’ part to the name of the recipe, because I friggin’ forgot for about three minutes that I was competing in the biggest loser competition and the only thing I lost that evening was $0.50 each time I bought one of the darn things.)

But shoot, they were good.

About half-way through the dream team’s third game, Shawn walked off of the court with a frown on his face.

This is what we saw…

You see, that, is Shawn holding his beloved basketball shoes (circa 2000 or before) in one hand, and a huge piece out of the sole in the other hand.

Here’s a closer look.

[Note: Even though the O'Henry bars taunted me from the snack bar, as you can see from this picture, I was making a conscious effort to suck down the SIXTY FOUR OUNCES OF WATER required for the competition each day. After all, I had to wash them down with something, right?]

Anyway, back to the shoes. As you can see BOTH shoes were junk.

Since the basketball tournament was only half-over, Shawn still had at least three more games to play.

Without shoes.

I couldn’t hardly talk for laughing . I looked down and asked what size his shoes were. He said he wears a size eight. I offered up my size nines, because it makes sense (in my head, at least) that a mans’ size eight, is probably equivalent to a woman’s size nine. I slipped my shoes off of my feet.

To my surprise, Shawn picked my shoes up and tried them on. Before I could blink, Shawn was standing in our church gym wearing my shoes.

This is what we saw next.

I’m not quite sure you can see this picture well enough to appreciate what is going on here.

 That, my friends, is my friend Shawn wearing my Gray and PINK Skechers.

And this, was Shawn, just before he made the FIRST TWO POINTS while wearing my shoes.

[NOTE: See that window in the background? That's where the O'Henry bars were hanging out.]

Sadly, the shoes didn’t give Shawn, McDaddy and Jimmy enough force to pull out a place in the championship game, but as you might imagine, the whole dry-rotted FORCE shoe situation gave us a good laugh.

Three days later, I am still laughing about the whole thing.

Shawn took one for the team that day when he laid his pride aside and wore my pink tennis shoes.

May the FORCE rest in peace.

And I took one for my team when I declined a third (yes, I said A THIRD) O’Henry bar.

Heaven help me through the next six weeks. Especially now that Tracy has upped the stakes in our Biggest Loser competition and changed the required 64 ounces of water daily to half of our body weight in ounces.

Just to be clear, I said HALF OF MY BODY WEIGHT.

IN OUNCES.

OF WATER.

I stink at math, but best I have it figured, that is A LOT of water.

But, I am committed to my shrinking sunshines and I will give this new challenge a whirl. And since I drank 36 ounces in the last hour and it’s my bedtime, looks like I’ll be losing some sleep tonight as I’ll be up half the night a peein’.

May my bladder rest in peace.

I’ll be back later this week with my Biggest Loser update. That is, if I don’t float away.

Wish me luck!

Let’s have some church up in here

It is Sunday morning.

10:14 EST.

I should be in church.

But instead, I am home with a sick boy.

Our little church has been in revival all week. We were blessed with an anointed evangelist who preached God’s word on my level, without all the thees and thous.

It was some good stuff and I was blessed.

  •  Because God is love, there are several things He expects from us. God is love, but he despises when we sin.
  • All sin was nailed to the cross. All sin is wrong. Big sin or little sin. All sin is the same to God.
  • God wants to hear “I’m sorry” from His children.
  • We need to get to the place in our relationship with God where we despise sin as much as He does.
  • You could be sitting in these pews week after week and still be in a backsliding condition.
  • You may be here this evening, refusing to listen to God’s conviction. When you are not listening to the Lord, you are not where you need to be.
  • How do we commit idolatry? How many are guilty of crafting a God in their mind that overlooks the sin and fits the way we want to live.
  • In semiaries across the US, people are being taught there is no hell. My friends, the Bible does not change. God does not change. Hell is just as hot today as it was years ago. In fact, Jesus spoke more on hell than he did Heaven.
  • God is love. But His love is tough love. There are consequences for our sin.
  • What we like to do as people is sow our wild oats and then pray for crop failure. The Bible is full of warnings about sin.
  • Sin is attractive. That’s why Satan dangles it in front of our eyes.
  • If the Holy Spirit is speaking to your heart, you better listen.
  • If you have a difficult time loving and forgiving, you need some rewiring.
  • We as humans are conditional. In our giving, our relationships and even with the Lord. It’s time that we start loving WITHOUT conditions.
  • God loves you! And why you would turn your back on that love I don’t know.
  • There are some of you who sing in the choir and teach classes and are faithful to the business of the church, but you are disobedient to God’s will.
  • Some choices are a matter of life and death.
  • You should try to live closer to the cross than you did yesterday.
  • Who we are tomorrow, depends on the choices we make today.
  • It is time for us to observe the Ten Commandments and not just read them.
  • If you harbor sin in your heart, you should know that God cannot and will not use a dirty vessel. Nor will he bless you.
  • You walk talks, and your talk talks, but your walk talks louder than your talk.
  • We should be laboring successfully. As God’s children, He expects us to work.
  • If you are a lazy teacher, you’re going to be held accountable for that.
  • You are as close to God as you want to be.
  • Sometimes God says no when we ask for something. We need to understand that sometimes that because He is protecting us.
  • There are things in our life the devil will use to get his foot in the door. He knows what your weaknesses are.
  • If something seems like temptation, guess what? IT IS TEMPTATION!
  • We sing “I Surrender All”, but really, we should sing “I Surrender Some” because that’s what a lot of us do.
  • Many of you are saved, but you’ve lost your joy, and you walk around like you’re sucking on a sour apple.
  • If you are unsaved, Satan has complete control of your life.
  • Just about every sin we commit stems from I — I need, I want, I deserve.
  • We like to go about our own business, but that kind of behavior has consequences. My friends, there are always consequences to evil choices.
  • Satan wants to cripple your witness. He wants to disable us and make us ineffective.

Can I get an Amen?

Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me. Do not cast me from your presence or take your Holy Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of your salvation and grant me a willing spirit to sustain me.  – Psalm 51:10-12

The Rest Of The Story

For a number of years, my family has camped with several other families from our church. And by large group, I mean 40 or 50 people. We enjoy five days of fun, fellowship, and laughter. We eat together, sit around the campfire together, play corn-hole together, swim together, and cook together. It is an event we look forward to every year.

While we were there this past year, we packed up the kids, rafts, snacks, coolers, towels, and sand toys and we headed for the campground ”beach”. As we unfolded towels and claimed a spot on the beach, our kids excitedly started grabbing toys and running toward the water.

Almost immediately, a small group of children came out of nowhere and began grabbing our kids’ sand toys and ran the other direction, toward the water. As we talked about the importance of sharing, and patience with our kids, the “other kids” were having a hay-day with their toys. It was like a circus act, because the kids just kept coming. As soon as “the other kids” would put a toy down, one of our kids would run to retrieve it.

Our kids asked very nicely to have their toys back (remember, we are with a church group and we were trying very hard to be a witness) and a couple even marched right over and reclaimed their toys.

Some of our kids prayed….

We even watched as Alex walked right over to where the “other kids” were, and asked politely if he could have “a turn” with his favorite sand toy. It surprised me, because I fully expected him to have a fit.

We enjoyed a great laugh together as we watched our kids take care of business and reclaim their stuff piece-by-piece, even after they were left for dead at the bottom of the beach floor.

And that, my friends, is the rest of the story.

Hurry up, Summer! We miss you!

50 Random Things That Make Me Happy

1. A good song on the radio (Lose My Soul, Manifesto, I Was Made To Love You)
2. American Idol
3. McDaddy’s picture on my iPhone when he calls.
4. Written notes in the mail.
5. Cranberry Chutney candle from Yankee
6. Words With Friends
7. Home
8. Pedicure
9. Our church
10. Dirty Dancing (The movie, obviously)
11. Good hair days
12. My beloved iPhone
13. Comfortable shoes
14. Spring
15. Pink
16. Heated van seats
17. Fancy bathrooms
18. Empty laundry baskets
19. A new purse
20. Relaxing massage
21. Entertaining
22. My new rocking chair
23. A talented pianist
24. Flip flops
25. 2:20 PM
26. Spell Check
27. The Saturn Sky
28. Neat handwriting
29. Gerber Daisies
30. My people together
31. Creamy blue cheese dressing
32. Unexepected visitors
33. Facebook
34. Parades
35. Organization
36. Lists and marking things off of lists
37. Kelloggs Chocolate poptarts
38. Sunset
39. Olympics
40. My pink laptop
41. Decorated Christmas trees
42. A fresh calendar
43. Arbonne Moisturizer
44. Being out with the girls
45. My new blog design
46. Diamonds
47. Shopping at new malls
48. The Roomba
49. Alex’s love for shoes
50. Holding hands with my fellas

What makes YOU happy?

Daily Dose of Crazy

Friday morning, I got out of bed ready to take on the world. I had a list a mile long of things I needed to do and limited time to get it all done. My sweet Alex and I stopped for breakfast and less than an hour later, I felt like I had been whooped.

Still, I forged along.

I had committed to prepare and copy the church cantata program, in addition to the regular church bulletin that I prepare and copy every week. I also needed to make a stop at the scout store, pick up something at my granny’s house, make a dessert for dinner with McDaddy’s family, and prepare the spare room for my cousin and his wife who stayed at our house this week. And then, at the end of the school day, I was meeting another parent at Stevie’s school to help set-up for Santa’s workshop.

Less than four hours later, I had no desire to move. I did not have the wherewithall to complete the rest of my list so I put a big black “x” down the middle and considered it done.

I felt yucky and probably had a fever however, I was too lazy to get up and find the thermometer, so I don’t know that for certain. I opted out of the last half of the Santa’s workshop setting-up gig and went home to get some rest before our holiday celebration with McDaddy’s family.

The kids had a big-eyed time opening presents and running through the in-laws house like crazy people.

On Saturday, I felt much better, but I was careful to not overeat or eat anything that would cause my gastrointestinal system to cause a commotion.

Thankfully, Sunday was much better and I was able to get a lot accomplished.

Other things I did this past weekend….

Went shopping with my cousin’s wife.

Sorted through a laundry basket full of school papers that have been accumulating for two years.

Whined about the stupid snow.

Almost wiped out on my granny’s porch because of the snow.

Bought six pairs of socks at Children’s Place.

Told the cashier at the Children’s Place she could shove it I wasn’t interested in a gift box after she informed me it was going to cost me $1.25. Joners.

Cleaned off the kitchen counter-top. AGAIN!

With the help of my cousin’s wife, I sorted, stuffed and finished preparing Christmas cards.

Discovered I did not order enough Christmas pictures.

Ordered more Christmas pictures.

Bought a velour sweatsuit at the mall and then decided it didn’t fit properly.

Asked McDaddy to pull the van over on the way home because I knew he wouldn’t want me throwing up in a vehicle.

Ate at Chick Fil-A.

Had my wedding ring cleaned at the jewelry store.

Prepared my weary soul to head up Santa’s Workshop where I’m certain to gather lots of blog fodder this week.

Watched Desperate Housewives.

Squirmed as my sister-in-law removed a mole from my upper left quadrant just before our holiday celebration got underway. (I should mention that she is a physician’s assistant).

Do we know how to have a good time, or what?

Once we were home, I discovered the left side of my pajama top was covered in blood from the mole removal procedure because the bandage had shifted.

Gross, I know.

Had dinner with my parents, my cousin, and his wife.

Went to bed before 11:00 PM on Sunday night, which is huge if you know me.

What did YOU do this weekend?