Tennis Shoes w/ Khaki Pants
Six men, three women and three supervisors –i.e. ‘onlookers’; 8 truck loads in 5 pick-up trucks, 3 cars full of odds and ends; 4 Cici’s pizzas (w/ garlic bread and dessert to boot); approximately 5 hours. The move from 4/2.5 - 2200 sq ft to 3/2 - 1400 sq ft is complete as far as everyone else is concerned. Doors are back on their hinges, and all the furniture is reassembled and in its rightful place.
But when does a move really end? When does the plumbing get fixed? And the fans get replaced? When will all 67 boxes be broken down and stored for the next move? When does a house become a home (again)? When will I trade the tennis shoes with khaki’s I wore today and don my normal work shoes? For some I know, it’s less than a week. For others, such as ourselves, most will be done in a week but the rest may take a month… or two.
At life group yesterday I found myself asking a similar question. When does the transition from darkness to righteousness come to fruition? As far as Christ is concerned, the transition is indeed complete. He sees only righteousness through the work He accomplished in His sacrifice. And I can see that all the pieces are in place. I can see what resembles a righteous and sanctified life, but I still see all of the junk in the garage, waiting to be unpacked and dealt with.
I see improvements; I’ve broken habits and cycles that vexed me for years. I’ve been humbled and learned to move forward rather than dwell on mistakes. My outspokenness and hot headedness (temper) have been curbed … just ask my wife.
But what about consistency in discipline? It’s something that still escapes me. I’m like those last few cheerio’s in the morning cereal that just tend to get swept away by the milk current; never resting on the spoon to be enjoyed by their rightful partaker.
What am I holding on to? And how does one really “let go and let God?” How can I be used and enjoyed by my rightful Partaker (Christ) if I haven’t learned –or better, accepted— what I am supposed to be for Him? When will I learn to trust? What does it mean to trust?
I guess it means just letting Him do the unpacking. Putting down my own boxes and saying “I can’t fix this because I have no idea where it goes.” And as He unpacks the boxes at His desired pace and makes a temporary home for me in this life, I’ll continue wear these tennis shoes with Khaki’s, trusting that at some point He’ll hand me a pair of shoes that match the outfit.. and maybe then, things will make more sense.
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I have to tell you, I know we’re all struggling with this particular problem right now, but isn’t it awesome that God put us all together to let us know that we are not alone? It’s really helped us knowing that letting go is hard for others too! I think I’m ready to just fall and let God catch me…
yes, its pretty cool to see the parallels in the lives of other couples in the group. The question is can we see each other through it? or will we allow each other to remain in the cycle. I trust there is strength in numbers and we’re all on the right track here.
Thanks for the comment