Lately I’ve been caught in a stretch.
The type of stretch where a lot of different hurts surface. The kind where it’s easy to create many different projections of what type of squad leader, and Christian, and woman I should be.
In doing this, I ended up with ridiculously big shoes to fill. My projections of Ideal Me and Actual Me didn’t coincide. I didn’t know how to rectify this, or with what I could fill the spaces between the tips of my toes and the tips of those hellishly large shoes.
Even in the midst of this stretch and pain and shortcoming, the Lord sweetly spoke. He reminded me, “Simply ask Me to use your feet.” No big shoes to fill. Actually, no shoes required.
“How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings, who proclaim salvation, who say to Zion, “Your God reigns!”” Isaiah 2:7
My [bare] feet are not merely tolerable, but beautiful. I no longer am awaiting a growth spurt to fill the shoes that it might seem necessary to wear, but I can trust the Father in using my feet as they are, and causing the growth as He sees fit.
The Lord delights in using me just as I am. Thankfully, He doesn’t leave me as I am, but continually walks along side me into deeper awarenesses of who I am in Him.
He delights in using my feet.
And your feet.
And your voice.
And your heart.
No shoes, or eloquence, or perfection required.
From my heart,
Erika Venese
