We had a busy weekend, and since we had a friend coming from out of town, we did some last minute cleaning up. I have a tendency to have shoes here and there, and our dog likes to carry whichever one she comes across around to greet us or to get our attention. So, Saturday, I quickly picked up all the shoes, and threw them onto the floor of my closet.
I stayed up too late last night, trying to figure out how to add a couple songs to my playlist, then this morning, tried something I thought of when I went to bed, but wouldn't let myself get up to try. It worked! Of course then, I ran late for work. Every once in awhile, I go ahead and wear a pair of my gardening shoes to work. This morning, was one of those days, I was in a hurry and grabbed the first pair I could get to.
In the middle of the day, I happened to look down at my feet, and wondered why my shoes were laced up in different ways. (I should add here, that my husband's shoe size changed a while back, and he gave me several pairs of shoes, so that would explain the different ways they were laced.) Then, I realized the shoes weren't the same, either. I really was in a hurry this morning, because I checked the bottoms to make sure there was no mud, and didn't notice the bottoms are really different.
So, I think I'm thankful today that God loves me no matter what I wear, how late I stay up, how silly I am..., and he enables his children to offer that same kind of love to others.