Chris's group hosted its annual Christmas party. We had a great time with his fellow docs.
Warning: My husband calls this post deep thoughts by Becky.
On Sunday, I stumbled upon a truly inspiring story. A New York City tourist snapped a photo of a police officer placing boots upon the feet of a shoeless, homeless man huddled on a street corner. The police officer purchased brand new boots for the homeless man out of his own money after he noticed the man sitting in the frigid temps with exposed feet. If a picture says a thousand words, this photo spoke of compassion, generosity, kindness, and humanity.
On Monday came the follow-up story. A reporter tracked down the same homeless man and found him again shoeless with his brand new boots nowhere to be found. I read the story with deep disappointment. If I could stretch my hands from my little spot in the Heartland all the way to New York City, I would shake that man silly. I would remind him how much better his life would be with the boots. The boots are warm, comfortable, and will protect him from the dangers of frostbite and injury.
As I struggled with why on earth this man would refrain from wearing the boots, a quote from Lysa Terkeurst's book, Unglued, jumped to mind. She said, "Comfort zones don't have to be comfortable, they're just familiar." The homeless man was comfortable in bare feet. He was familiar with walking in bare feet. He didn't know things could be so much better and easier for him by just wearing the boots.
It got me thinking about how often we settle for walking around in bare feet because its comfortable and familiar. But if we step out of those comfort zones, God has so much more for us... a better life and one that can protect us for so much harm. Sometimes it requires a leap of faith to take the first step and walk in the right direction.