There’s something about red shoes that just speaks FUN.
Well, that same friend showed up at my house a few days after our conversation – toting a shoe box.
I love my new red shoes.
I wore them on the day we moved the Happy Baby to a different hospital’s NICU (the original hospital had reached a point where they just couldn’t offer the resources and specialists our little man so clearly needed).
A nurse noticed my red shoes right away and said with a smile, “You just click your heels together, darling, and you’ll all be home before you know it.”
I liked her Wizard of Oz reference… It made me happy to think that maybe wearing my red shoes would help the Happy Baby come home faster.
So I have literally worn these things EVERY DAY.
But as the days have passed and the Happy Baby has not made any progress… and the doctors continue to order more and more tests and make super scary speculations about his condition… I began to lose confidence in my red shoes.
Doubt has crept in, the ‘Why, God??’ questions have popped out of my mouth on more than one occasion, and I’ve shed enough tears to supply a city’s worth of water.
But today I was driving down to see the Happy Baby and the words of Laura Story’s song ‘Blessings’ sprinkled their way across my heart…
“When darkness seems to win we know that pain reminds this heart that this is not, this is not our home…”
A place where there is no darkness or weeping or sickness or hurt…
We must not lose the eternal perspective, my friends.
When placed in the context of eternity and the eternal purposes of God, our troubles are – no matter how painful, or overwhelming, or disappointing they are – light and momentary.
We can rejoice in the midst of them because we have the confidence that God is using it all to achieve His glorious good.
He is doing good – somehow, some way.
The Happy Hubby took my hand the other day and said, “Baby, we’re running a marathon here, not a sprint.”
And it was then that my red shoes no longer were a symbol to me of getting the Happy Baby home quickly (although that is my sincerest desire).
My red shoes became a reminder of the Home that my heart is truly yearning for – Heaven.
“Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”
2 Corinthians 4:16-18