Bare feet, Converse, and cleats…what can these three things have in common? Well, yesterday, it was a soccer tournament at a nearby village. Yes, barefoot, a few of the players were playing this game with no shoes. I also saw one with just socks. As I was taking pictures of their feet for my records and entertaining myself, I began to see more than just their feet.

How often do we go into our day without putting on the proper armor, or any armor for that matter? Just like the players with no shoes, we so often go out into our day having nothing to protect us from what may come up along the path. We wake up late, or get a phone call; we seem to be a society that gets so easily distracted. If we don’t take the time and efforts to ready ourselves for the day how then do we expect to be able to withstand what may come? I don’t know about you, but I’d rather take the time in the morning to make sure I’m ready than to just run out the door and hope for the best.

Ok, so I prayed this morning, I’m protected right? What did your prayer consist of; was it just a basic “help me have a good day” kind of prayer? Enter the Converse; a good attempt, but still missing the point. How often do we pray for what we want rather than praying “Thy will be done?” I don’t want to just have the shield of faith; maybe today I am going to need the belt of truth. It is important to not be too hurried and miss a piece of the armor that you may need.

I don’t know about you, but I want to wear the cleats for the game. They may not always be comfortable, or stylish, but they get the job done right. The spikes give me traction to keep me from slipping when things get intense. When I have my cleats on I am not as in danger of hurting my toe, because there is a thick layer of material protecting me from impact. It’s seems to make so much sense, so why then so we still head out without the proper armor?

So when I wake up tomorrow I am going to be putting on my armor. I don’t know what the day may bring, so I better be like a Boy Scout and always be prepared. Time to put on my SHOES.

Ok, now for a little fun. After the tournament they started relays between the villages that were there. There were sack races, water balloon relays, and a stilt walking relay. I joked with a teammate about working for a circus as a stilt walker and the next thing I knew I was signed up for the race. Um, what? Yeah, so I have a guy who I can’t understand trying to let me practice, and Brook from team Malachi has agreed to be my partner. Oh, did I mention it started raining around this time too?
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I’ll summarize the race by saying that we didn’t win, but we successfully entertained everyone watching. Nothing like a couple of Americans making fools of themselves to help get attention and build more relationships…all in the line of duty here. Eating snow cones was also a relationship builder; what better way to make friends with the lady then to go order 12 snow cones? It’s a tough job, but somebody has to do it.