Sand In My Shoe

It’s the little things that get to you. Like the sand or the pebble that gets stuck in your shoe. That drives you over the edge. You try to keep walking, but it grates on your nerves to the point that you feel you have to stop and try to remove the problem.

You tap away at the shoe and shake the dust from your feet, in hopes that this has finally taken care of the frustration. The pebble seems to have been removed..

But walking a few more feet you have realized the problem is still there. That thorn in the flesh is still there. The mortgage is still behind, there’s still not enough money to cover that bill or food hasn’t magically appeared in the cupboard….

And no matter what you do, the sand is still there. You realize it can only be removed if you just wash the shoes. Put your trust in the detergent that will do the cleansing work.

What I’m saying is, when you have done all you can do, just keep standing, just keep walking, just keep running that race, in those same ‘ole shoes. The sand and pebbles don’t feel good rattling around in there. You don’t want to wear them anymore. You’d like to just take them off and sling them to the back of the closet. Or give them away. Get a new pair that don’t hurt so much.

It may annoy you to the point you want to scream your frustrations out to the world. Maybe even take it out ON your world.

You wonder where is God? Don’t He see that you need His help?

He is sitting on the sidelines, observing, patiently studying His child. Why won’t He step onto the scene? What will His child do? Will he/she keep a righteous attitude through this? Will they learn to trust and look to Him through this?

Will you—WE—keep a “right attitude” as we continue to walk in those annoying sandy, pebbly shoes?

He is working. I am reminded of a few lyrics from a song I think I have shared here before. 🎶 He never stops, He never stops working. Even when we can’t SEE it, He’s working. Even when we can’t FEEL it, He’s working. He never stops, He never stops working!

There are times when us parents can’t protect our children from every Life Lesson they will go through. It must be learned on their own, through their own experience, without our interference at times. They may face that bully at school, on their own, without us there. We won’t be there at school to step in. But they will learn to “fight the good fight.” They will learn to be strong and hold their own.

“…knowing that tribulation worketh patience; And patience, experience; and experience, hope: And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us.”
‭‭Romans‬ ‭5:3-5‬ ‭KJV‬‬

The sand in your shoe has a purpose. Don’t quit. Keep walking. Keep fighting the good fight. Even when it hurts….

A little blue and black butterfly flying in to say hello, lit on my doormat, as I finished this, circled a few minutes near me and flew off. 🦋💜
GOD NEVER STOPS WORKING.

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  1. 😭😭😭😭 Well… You’ve brought tears to my eyes again…

    First… Thank you… This helps a lot! The little ways God reminds me to keep going surprises me sometimes.

    The other day I deep cleaned my house from 12pm to 8pm NON STOP. And the night before I had only got 4 hours of sleep. And I was doing my brothers chores because he won’t and why should my parents have to do it? So, I took it upon myself and did it. (No, he didn’t get in truble for not doing his chores…but if it was me I would have…). Anyways…I was exhausted from working all day and then something happened and I just lost my ‘cool’ and I normally don’t get mad very easily. But I was exhausted from working, plus everything I’m dealing with personally, I lost it.

    So, during prayer I just gave it all to God… I said this “God, I don’t understand. I don’t know why this is happening and why You’ve chosen me to go through this for my family. But that’s okay… I don’t have to understand… But I’m always going to trust You no matter what.”. And there was a peace that came over me and my anger and frustration just vanished… Those stones hurt in my shoes but I’m going to keep walking. I have a family that needs me to walk this well worn road for them…

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    • V, 😭🤧 I hate you are going through so much, but there is a purpose. You will come forth as gold!!! He always sends us the little and big reminders that He has us! He has ordered our steps, and sometimes those steps are not in the direction our feet want to go! They want to run the other way, and sure don’t want to feel any stones in the mix!
      I can remember my brother getting away with murder 😂 (And he would probably say the same about me 😂) After my mom passed, we had to have the yard mowed by the time Dad came in from work during the summer. I had one half and the other was my baby brother’s half—with a push mower, I might add! My brother most the time, left this chore to me. If it had been me, I would gotten in trouble also! Is your brother the baby? I think the babies always get away with things more!

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      • God has asked me to walk this road and I can’t let Him down. It’s hard but like you said I will come forth as gold!!

        I mow the lawn too. I mow the front yard and back yard by myself. I did it yesterday and it was 95°F outside and I literally almost had a heat stroke. Not joking… My head was pounding and I was dizzy. 🤦‍♀️ And I did it all with a push mower too! So, I feel your pain!!😂

        No, my brother will be 18 this December. I’m the baby but still does all the work…🤷‍♀️😂

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      • You are strong! I know you will do valiantly!!! Oh gee! A push mower would “push” me over the edge these days! We have too much grass here for that. Even with a zero turn it takes several hours! Be careful in that heat, you could very well have a heat stroke! And I think all the brothers are spoiled lol😂🤫 Just my opinion 😆

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      • Thank you!❤

        Yeah, a push mower definitely makes you work and sweat.😓 I can’t wait for winter so I won’t have to mow.😂❄ I think they are too!!😂

        Keep me in your prayers. I’m going to have to interview our Governor tomorrow and I’m freaking out…🙄 I need some peace…

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      • Omg!!! The governor?😱 They would have to pick me up off the floor, after I passed out! But you know, I believe you have got this baby girl!!! He will make you feel at home and comfortable, so don’t sweat it! And I will be praying God gives you peace the whole time! In Jesus Name! ✌️

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      • You or your team will think of something! I missed your post! I just went back and read and commented, but my comment looked like it disappeared from my end. 😞 😢 Maybe you will see it! I told you to BREAK A LEG, figuratively speaking of course! And said I was proud of you, felt like your WP mom. I can’t wait to see which categories you win in the fair!

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  2. Awe! Thank you! 😊🥰Nina, it sounds like God speaking to your heart! The same thing has happened to me lately! So many posts God is using to heal all our hearts! I could feel so much emotion through your video! It was very powerful! 🙌🏼🤗

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  3. Yes, God is truly listening. He loves and cares about each of us. Sometimes He waits to answer our prayers until after we have been challenged in ways that increase our faith and strength.

    Renee, I always appreciate your thoughtful posts. They are rich with Bible-inspired words and a truthful message about God. I need to get here more often. I have nominated you for a Sunshine Blogger Award. It is posted on my blog as of 10/5. Whether you participate or not, it is entirely up to you. I just want you to know how much your blog is appreciated.

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