Day 132

Okay, so it's Day 132 of  The Red Shoe Project, and YES, I showed up for my morning meeting with Him.  I wasn't going to miss that for anything!   

No shoes, though... too early.  

But I was ready --  my heart  totally committed.  I purposed, in advance,  to hold onto the picture in my mind of a girl meeting her boy friend in the morning, to walk to school together.  

The last thing I want this to be is another attempt at fixing in place a religious ritual -- a daily observance that makes me feel worthy of God's love.  I know all too well that,  in and of myself,  I'm not worthy and never will be, so I'm not going to spend precious time trying to convince myself that I am.  No way!   

"worthy" means:

• virtuous 
• righteous 
• upright  
• blameless
• guiltless
• honorable 
• reputable
• noble 
•  pure

The Bible says...

"For there is no one righteous, not  even one."

Romans  3:10

Instead, I showed up to just be with the one that I love, because I know that He loves me.

"For God so loved the world,

that He gave His only son, 

that whosoever believes in Him,

will have everlasting life." 

John 3:16

It was a quiet time.  A time of saying "Good Morning!"   I sang a little song, ever so softly, that reminded me of who I was sitting with. 

For God demonstrated His own love for me in this:

While I was still a sinner, Christ died for me.

Romans 5:8

 I didn't talk much.  I just sat there in His presence, focusing my mind and heart on Him.  He reminded me of something He wanted me to do later today, so I wrote it down.  And then I just sat quietly some more and listened.  Before I knew it 30 minutes had gone by. There was no hyped up calling on God.  There was no Bible reading.  There was no interceding for others.  There were just silent whispers from my soul to heaven and back.  

I got up from that place to start my day.  Moving quickly, I washed up, dressed and was out the door, in my RED shoes.  It wasn't until I got  to my seat at church that I realized there was no need to "warm up."  My heart moved immediately into worship.  I closed my eyes, raised my hands, lifted my voice, and found myself  lost in His presence.  For but a moment, I remember thinking, "Ahhhh, so this is the result of giving my first minutes of the day to God."

The day has come and gone.  The hours have flown by.  As I look down at my RED shoes, I now think of how full my heart feels.

Until tomorrow, dear friends,
Gail