Every now and then, we miss the point.
Every now and then, we get too focused on the shoes and we simply miss the point.
After my first blog post, just over one week ago, I ran into a friend who had read “My Pink Shoes” and had left an amazingly encouraging comment in response.
And the first thing she did was look down at my feet. I was wearing black flip flops.
She was disappointed – I could see it in her eyes – and I was at once both amused and dismayed.
Cute (I thought)!
She read my blog (I smiled)!
She connected with the shoes (I knew she would)!
But… the shoes aren’t the point (just the touch-point)!
The shoes are the symbol (not the substance)!
What have I done (did I mislead her)?
I felt a wave of passion rise up from within, and as it intensified and reached my own ears, I heard its silent scream:
IT ISN’T ALL ABOUT THE SHOES!
But who are we trying to kid? At least a few of you are looking at my very pink shoes, and you’re thinking that for SOME, Christianity is an accessory. WE choose when to “wear” it and we have a box just the right size to pack it into when we “take it off.”
And YOU’RE RIGHT – this happens. Proof is everywhere. All you need to do is look around.
Accessorizing with the Christian faith, however, is a dangerous thing to do.
Dressing up and dressing down, according to how we feel or how we want to look, paints a pretty clear picture of who’s in charge of this closet. Picking and choosing which qualities to “wear” today may be superficially effective – you might convince a few onlookers that you’re the real thing, but in the eyes of God you are, as my children say, nothing but a “wanna-be.”
This is evident in the findings of a recent study by the Barna Group, which indicated that “there is little significant difference between evangelical Christians and society.”
Apparently too many professing Christians are leaving their Spirit-breathed oddness in the shoe box these days, putting the community of faith at risk of “losing our distinctive identity as strangers and aliens in the world.” (Karen Mains, Soul Alert)
For this believer, the time has come to think outside the shoe box!
Opting to walk away from the need to choose my own spiritual “accessories,” I open up my life to the possibility that what God has in store for me to put on today may not even FIT into a box at all!
The spiritual equivalent of wearing my pink shoes all day, everyday, is to yield to the character of the living, active Spirit of God who makes His home inside plain old, little old, unimpressive ME.
I hope you run into me soon, my friends, and when you do, please don’t bother with my feet… LOOK UP!
I’ll be wearing my pink shoes in my heart, where they most assuredly belong.