Puttin’ on the Squeeze

I have such a problem when it comes to buying shoes.  My left foot is literally a full inch longer than my right foot, so buying a pair of shoes that fits both feet is almost impossible.  If the shoes in question are relatively inexpensive enough, I will sometimes buy two pairs in the different sizes so that I come out with one pair I can actually wear.  Of course, then I have another pair just sitting in my closet waiting for someone who has a right foot bigger than their left!

If that were my only problem with my feet I could live with it but, on top of the size difference, I have a very high instep, wide feet, and feet that swell at the drop of a hat.  I cannot go shopping when my feet are swollen, or even when they are at their skinniest, because I won’t have a good fit for everyday living.  Either the shoes will pinch or even cut in, or I’ll be walking out of them.

Add to all that the styles I just can’t wear any more in my “old” age—straps around the ankles, high heels, high wedges (I’m afraid I’ll fall off and break my ankle!), backless shoes that I will walk out of, thongs because I can’t stand that thingie between my toes, and so on…  What am I left with?  Tennies (I guess they call them athletic shoes now), sling backs with the strap in the back (really hard to find, especially with all my other criteria) or “old lady” tie shoes.  Sigh.  I haven’t quite become desperate enough to go for the old lady shoes.  Call me vain…

I hate shoes that are too tight.  They pinch, they squeeze, they make every step an exercise in torture, and I can’t think of anything BUT how much my feet hurt!  I was reminded of those too-tight shoes this week when Bob finally finished our taxes and we were faced with the grand total of how much we were going to have to come up with for Uncle Sam.  Ouch!  Talk about puttin’ on the squeeze!  I kept waking up all night thinking about those taxes.  Not that I was worried, really—we have a plan on how we will pay.  I don’t know why I kept waking up.  Maybe just because it hurt so badly!

The next morning as Bob and I talked it over, we decided to just put it behind us and thank God that we could pay, and even more than that, to thank Him that we even have an income on which to pay taxes!  Many in this world do not have even that much.  Jesus said, “Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar’s; and unto God the things that are God’s.” (Matthew 22:21)  We ought not to feel bad about paying our taxes, either, because it is a very clear commandment from the Lord—pay your taxes and pay your tithe!  If Jesus said it, then we must cheerfully obey!  It’s a stretch sometimes to cheerfully pay our taxes, but the Bible also says in II Corinthians 9:7, “Every man according as he purposeth in his heart, so let him give; not grudgingly, or of necessity: for God loveth a cheerful giver.”  Now, I know this is speaking of charitable giving, giving to God and not necessarily to Caesar, but I think the principle applies—thank God and cheerfully pay your taxes!

I just wish I could cheerfully shop for shoes!

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