I lived in New York City for some time and let me tell you that it has ruined me. Well, actually, it has ruined my feet. You see, among the many things that New York City is famous for, the real treasures of the city are mani-pedi salons. Those glorious places where for $18 you can get the nails on your hands and feet filed and pumiced to perfection ($15 if you go on a weekday). While living in the City, it was easy to justify biweekly or even weekly stops to the nail salon (it was such a bargain!).
After I left New York City, my sole suffered (pun TOTALLY intended). It was hard to find a place where I could get my pedis done at so reasonable a price. So I had to forgo my biweekly indulging for the sake of my (ever shrinking) wallet. I attempted to perform pedicures on my own feet, but it never quite came close to the perfection of the NYC nail salons. So I lived for the winters! Those glorious times when my feet were covered in layers of socks and boots. I could hide the condition of my feet and no one would ever be the wiser.
A friend recently surprised me with a trip to a nail salon. As I removed my shoes and socks, I apologized to the nail tech for the unsightliness of my feet.
She replied in her sweet Georgia accent, “Well, honey, if your feet weren’t a mess, you wouldn’t need me, now would you?”
I laughed as I dipped my feet into the foot-bath. She was absolutely right.
So many times we think about God in the same way. We say things like,
“As soon as I get myself together, I can start a relationship with God.”
“I just have to figure a few things out, and then I can start praying.”
Whenever I hear something like that, I like to imagine that God has a sweet Georgia accent and says, “Well, honey, if your life weren’t a mess, you wouldn’t need me, now would you?”
“All those the Father has given me will come to me, and I will never reject them” (John 6:37, NLT).
Jael Amador writes from New York, New York.
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Article excerpt posted on en.intercer.net from Answers for Me.