Waiting for the Other Shoe to Drop

I’ve been thinking…I think that’s been my status lately — waiting for the other shoe to drop. For those of you unfamiliar with this phrase, it comes from the early 1900s, and “alludes to a person awakened by a neighbor who loudly dropped one shoe on the floor and is waiting for the second shoe to be dropped” (definition taken from The Free Dictionary online).

I’ve been working on writing my memoir over the past several years. It’s been quite a journey as I process the harder times and how I’ve responded. I’ve not always made the right choices. (Who does?) Recalling these times has shifted my perspective a bit, not necessarily for the good. But that’s a part of my processing. For me, the bottom line continues to be how does this affect my relationship with God?

As I was talking to God this morning, I told Him that I think I’m waiting for Him to drop the other shoe, as it were. Why? Life is pretty hard sometimes, and I find myself waiting for the next horrible thing to happen: Okay, Lord, I’m ready. Hurl it at me. 

Hard things: loss of friendships, abuse from past relationships, misunderstandings, broken dreams, financial stress, suicide,  illnesses, homicide, disability, rejection, abandonment… Lord, I’m just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Let’s get this over with…

But I’ve been wrong. My perspective is like a picture hanging upside down on the wall. The thing is, even if life offers nothing more, I don’t have to live anxiously waiting and bracing myself in nervous anticipation for the next bad thing to happen.

The truth is…poster

  • Friendships are for seasons in life, and each gift of friendship that shares Christ, is forever.
  • Abuse. Bad things happen in this life. But even these times can be redeemed in Christ. The scars are no longer painful memories, but reminders of God’s healing.
  • Misunderstandings, like broken fences, can be mended.
  • Broken dreams can be exchanged for bigger ones as I allow God to work His plan.
  • As far as finances, God has always provided. Like multiplying the fish and bread to feed multitudes (Matthew 14:13-21), He’s helped us in making a few dollars stretch until the next paycheck. He’s even provided our needs from unknown resources, not always in the form of money. Point is He’s always provided.
  • Death and illness are never easy.  The fact is, death is as individual asgate2 the person. It doesn’t get easier, but it serves as a reminder of reality. Death is just as much a part of life as breathing. God has provided, even in death. Accepting forgiveness through His Son, Jesus, allows death to be a door to a life without evil –a  life that goes on forever. It’s life in the presence of Jesus Christ. For me, death no longer carries the torment of fear.
  • Rejection and abandonment are really not so bad as long as Christ is still with me, as He promised (Hebrews 13:5).
  • Disability has become a constant reminder that God has not shelved me for storage until His coming. In my family, disability has brought a fresh perspective of who I am and who He is. Our family’s struggles with autism and neurological disorders have given a clearer view of how God uses the weak to serve His purpose. Frankly, I’d rather be weak in order to serve Him well, than to be strong and not understand His heart.

Yep. I think my picture is hanging a little straighter now. I must not look at the deficit without learning to see God’s filling of that deficit and fulfillment in my life. In all ways, He has been and will continue to remain faithful.

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So. I guess I’m no longer just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I’m ready for the next adventure.

 

4 thoughts on “Waiting for the Other Shoe to Drop

  1. Well said, Becky and right on, even our lack of faith that He uses to lead us into a deeper sense of trust and positive anticipation. We loved our visit. God bless you.

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  2. Helen Louise Herndon Herndon March 8, 2018 — 8:55 pm

    Beautiful. Thanks for sharing. I am currently experiencing the death of someone I loved dearly, a younger sister, and it is, as you say, very personal and individual.

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    1. Helen, I am so sorry for your loss. It’s never easy. May you find peace in the midst of your sadness. Hugs!

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  3. O God,
    “Teach us to number our days,
    that we may gain a heart of wisdom…
    Satisfy us in the morning with your unfailing love,
    that we may sing for joy and be glad all our days.
    Make us glad for as many days as you have afflicted us,
    for as many years as we have seen trouble.
    May your deeds be shown to your servants,
    your splendor to their children.
    May the favor of the Lord our God rest on us;
    establish the work of our hands for us—
    yes, establish the work of our hands.”
    ~Psalm 90:12-17
    God, establish Becky’s memoirs, the work of her hands, that others may see Your provision, Your power and strength, Your grace, and Your love in her stories. Bring overflowing joy to Becky and her sweet family in the midst of all circumstances, and Lord, bring them good circumstances!
    Would it spoil some vast, eternal plan…? 😀

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