Standing by my bedside in bare feet, I said a prayer as a means to center my thoughts on God’s presence. My bedroom, a place where I jump out of bed and begin my day, is now holy ground. How awesome it felt and yet, I wondered why? Could it be that the concept of holy ground challenged me? Have I rushed through each day in God’s creation and failed to respect it as holy ground? This morning as I stood bare feet and speechless with tears filling my eyes, I thank God for my feet. Without them I would be limited in going, doing and being. These feet in badly need of a pedicure, are now standing in the presence of God. The tears now overflow as I acknowledge God as always present on my day-to-day journey. Because of his presence, wherever I walk is holy ground. “Good morning granny,” my grandson’s voice interrupted my devotion but what a blessed interruption—He, too was in bare feet. Amen.
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Ruby it is certainly a blessing to have feet. As I read your posting it came to me, "The steps of a good man/woman are ordered by the Lord." Our feet certainly help us to get from point a to point b. Where would we be without our feet? Our feet help us to do but are they responsible for our being? Would being without them stop us from being? You may have noticed that I asked for prayer for my wife's aunt. She can't seem to make the right decision to have her foot amputated because she cannot see herself being without it.
Thanks for sharing, all of the earth is God's holy ground, but yes we need to be reminded. Thnaks for the reminder, and for a yound person who fills us with joy in their greetings. Blessing on you in all of your doing, and being.
Ruby,
Thanks so much for sharing your devotion with God in the morning and thanking God for your feet. I many times take my health and limbs for granted based upon my youth, but as I get older I begin to understand that aches and pains that I didn't have in my 20s I now have in my 30s but that regardless of how my body feels or ages, it is still the temple of the Holy Spirit and I am thankful for everything that God has blessed me with in my body. I thought that it was great that you realized that your grandson was also barefoot in your devotion because it is through the paths that your feet are directed by God that his direction will also be provided, nurtured and expanded. When I read this in your response I thought of Timothy being nurtured in his faith by his mother and grandmother. I am also thankful that you shared him calling you "Granny" because that is what I also called my Grandmother who is the reason that I am a Christian today. It was through her faith in God that I developed my own faith and seek to be in relationship with him based upon her example. May God continue to bless you in all that you do.
Thanks for sharing your "shoeless moments" with us. God's presence is all around us, being present in the moment is awesome, worship begins when we take off our shoes, flip flops, sandals, and Nikes--> and bow before the Maker of our feet-->the place where we meet earth.
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