Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Shepherds and Naked Sheep
When you think about answer to prayer, you probably think of something more than slippers. Not me! I have been desperately in need of slippers for well over a year. Since I don't walk either often or well, my feet have swollen a bit and I have a devil of a time getting things that fit. I remembered these slippers from our days at Saint Paul's United Church in Magog Quebec where the women of the church made these by the bucket load. I swear the naked sheep all about and around had been denuded by clacking needles making slippers.
I'd tried describing them to some folks and no one seemed to know what the heck I was talking about. I began to despair of ever having warm feet again. My pleas uttered heavenward went unanswered.
Until I was giving a lecture at the retreat for K W Hab. One of the women there, I hope she doesn't mind me naming her, JoAnne, had made all the staff who stayed overnight ... and me ... a pair of slippers. I was overtaken by joy. I think I might have frightened the poor woman.
Not only did she give me a pair, she gave me a bunch of pairs, I am going to have warm toes for the entire winter.
It's funny the things you want and the things you treasure. Wants and needs and desires change over the years. I couldn't have been happier with any other gift I could have imagined.
I have slippers.
I'd begun to think that my disability, my too swollen feet, had condemned me to a life time of frosty feet.
My prayers were answered ... SLIPPERS!!!