Nearly eight years ago, in Branson, Missouri, a pair of sandals committed sole mutiny going into, and then out of a comedy show, leaving chunks of outsole in my wake and unanimous giggles for our entire party.
I limped with my one sole in hand and the other still intact. Upon crossing the threshold to the church-house, the other sole let go. It was deja-vu. The shoes were mule style, meaning that they essentially became slip-on houseshoes.
Quite giddy and bemused, mom and I managed our way to the pew we generally populate, and I had both soles in hand to show my delightful friend and share the story. Some things are just too unreal until we tell a dear friend, you know. This exquisitely witty friend enjoys wordplay as much as I do, and she's been working on The ALL Life, a sister site. The inaugural post in her blog alludes to being "all-in." Another way to give the same notion in different words might be "sold out."
Even though my outsoles ended up in the waste can, I'm sold out to the Lord. All the support in a pair of shoes (especially mules) is in the outsole and footbed. The stability of the sole makes a difference; and if the condition of that sole deteriorates, so does one's gait, speed, and ability to go very far. Eventually, once the sole is trashed, everything beneath the sole of one's foot wears on a body - worn thin... And a soul worn thin also is reactive to every pebble encountered in life.
Jotting with Johnna
What do you do when it seems like you're "coming unglued" in some part of life? Where do you go to find restoration for your soul? At the ready, do you have a few ways to get resoled when you are worn thin? Whose counsel might you seek to nurture your soul?
Remember: you are so very worthy of the support and maintenance your soul requires to be your best self and step out into the world, soles - and soul - intact.
Stay tuned. Stay focused. Stay well.
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