"Beautiful Feet" So. I have a story. The other night, I was thinking about New Year's Resolutions. A long time ago, I stopped making those things, b/c it seemed so unrealistic to try to keep one the whole year. However, it occured to me that having some kind of vision for the year is not a bad idea, b/c it's like a path of guidance from God for that specific year. Over some of the past years, it has been a passage of Scripture or a comforting thought - something that I've written down and can hold onto. I had not thought of a vision for 2007 when suddenly, on Thursday night, one came to me. I was putting lotion on my feet (which have been a little worn out lately), and a verse came into my head: "How beautiful
on the mountains
are the Feet
of those who bring Good News...."
-Isaiah 52:7
And then I knew - that's it - that's my vision for 2007: to have "beautiful feet" and also, as the rest of that verse says, to "proclaim peace, bring good tidings, [and] proclaim salvation." I hope God will use me this year to accomplish these things. That's only half of the story. The day after I found a vision for 2007, I fell down the steps at my friend Lauren's house. I 'm such a klutz! My right foot slipped out from under me, and it slammed into one of the wooden slats holding up the handrail on the stairs, crunching my pinky toe against it. OUCH. First it bled. Then there was a green bruise. I couldn't walk on it, so I was just limping around all day. Saturday, the bruise was purple-ish and blue-greenish - actually sort of pretty! It was huge though, covering a large amount of my foot, but especially all around and underneath my pinky toe. Today at church, I asked one of the doctors in our congregation about it. He said, "You really should get that checked out, x-rayed and stuff." So we did. We got it x-rayed. And today I found out:
I BROKE MY TOE. And then I got some crutches. And the doctor told me that I couldn't run or jog for at least 4 weeks. And I was planning on going skiing this month.... and continuing to play in the Ultimate Frisbee club. What a bummer.  But... the weirdest thing is: maybe God is trying to tell me something. [Perhaps that I should be more careful when I walk down steps?] I don't know. If you have any ideas, I would love to hear your thoughts. I just know that when the doctor at church looked at my foot, he said, "Despite that bruise, you have beautiful feet, girl!"  | 
