Anybody Seen My Flip-Flops?
--Have you ever found yourself stuck in the middle of indecision?
You go to great lengths to weigh all the pros and cons, you painstakingly
view every angle of the matter, you even consult your daily consumer’s
buying guide, and still, you can’t seem to make a qualitative
Sometimes we sit on the fence so long that we end up making the
wrong choice by making no choice. The book of James describes
this predicament in chapter 1 verse 8: “A double-minded
man is unstable in all of his ways.”
God truly understands our fickle nature. He can even be very
creative in helping us whenever we find ourselves trapped in the
throws of do I or don’t I?
Just the other morning, He used my little wire-haired terrier,
Ivan, to assist me in making a much needed choice. I have these
favorite old yellow flip-flops that I dearly love. Every summer
season I would unpack them from winter storage and slide them
comfortably between my wiggly toes, signaling that summer had
As I glanced down at my tootsies, I happened to noticed that
my “tattered thongs” did seem to be a little faded
and worn out -- the results of many fast trots through piping
hot sand and long strolls on local beachfront boardwalks.
Against my better judgment, I decided to keep them for one more
season. The sentimental me won the toss over the better sense
me that kept thinking, “Perhaps they’ve become somewhat
hazardous, so I’d better play it safe and throw them out.”
Later that afternoon, I decided to take myself and a tall glass
of cold lemonade out on the back porch for a brief moment of R
and R. As I stepped out and looked across the lawn, ‘what
to my wandering eyes should appear?’…MY YELLOW FLIP-FLOPS
TORN HITHER AND THERE!
In the blur of the moment, all I could see was a backyard littered
with tiny, yellow foam rubber bits strewn everywhere! Ivan “the
terrible” had struck; he had chewed them to pieces! I looked
around for the little buzzard. Then I saw him sheepishly hiding
under the hammock with one piece of yellow foam stuck to his upper
lip. He looked so funny that I burst out laughing while shaking
my finger at him attempting to reprimand the naughty little guy.
As I picked him up and looked into those brown button eyes, I
thought to myself, my small friend here has probably unknowingly
saved me from making a very foolish choice. Yep, I’m convinced
beyond a shadow of a doubt that our God has many forms of angels.
This one happens to be a white, furry, nubby-tailed, mischievous
Later that evening, while lying in my hammock under a canopy
of a thousand stars, I thought about the faithfulness of God,
of how He promises to keep even our feet from stumbling (in my
case, literally) and make our crooked paths straight when we choose
to trust His ways above our own ways. What a wonderful and caring
God we serve!
Then shalt thou walk in thy way safely, and thy foot shall
I will go before thee, and make the crooked places straight.
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