Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Those Gold Shoes


Ecclesiastes 3 (The Message)
14 I've also concluded that whatever God does, that's the way it's going to be, always. No addition, no subtraction. God's done it and that's it. That's so we'll quit asking questions and simply worship in holy fear. 
 15 Whatever was, is. 
   Whatever will be, is. 
   That's how it always is with God.

I was sharing these verses with a friend the other day and realized how impacting they are. It’s not our time but it’s Gods time. I am guessing this story is going to go in the direction of doing God’s will and not your own.
Back in the day we all played flag football. As a matter of fact, we played every Thursday. Rick and I were best friends in high school and still are to this day. He had one seat at the very back of the school bus and I had the other. We orchestrated things on the bus from this vantage point. We were not bullies but knew the status and responsibility we had as being the older boys in the home. If we saw something that was out of line we were always quick to take action and correct. Looking back I wonder what the other boys must have thought when it came to Thursdays.
You see on Thursday, Rick and I didn’t talk, we just rode home from school on the bus. We played flag football on separate teams. He played on the “farm” team and I played on the home team. The farm team always recruited the tougher and stronger guys. They were called the farm team because they worked on the farm. That by the way was one of the highest paying jobs at seven dollars a week. The farm team was the best but I wasn’t on it. Don’t get me wrong now, I was as good as any of those guys but the farm thing just wasn’t me.
So, on Thursdays we would ride home and the bus was always quite. This is the day that Rick and I would taunt each other and tell each other exactly what was going to happen on the field that day. You get the point I believe. We were very specific in our language and our action. The other boys would just listen in. If you are wondering who was driving our school bus it was another home boy. We had our own bus and it was just us.
The one day Rick crossed the line. We were going back and forth, it was a very heated conversation that day and we were almost in a fight. We were screaming back and forth. Suddenly, Rick stands up and picks up his book bag. The bus driver slams on breaks. As the bus is coming to a stop I stood up gripping the back of the seat in front of me and Rick reaches into his book bag and pulls out a pair of freshly painted football cleats. He screamed “yea baby, what’s up, what are you going to do with these bad boys.” He had painted these football cleats gold and at the top of his lungs said, “today, these babies are going to fly by you so fast you ain’t going to see nothing but gold.” Then he started this taunt of “FTD, FTD baby, FTD, FTD baby.” Back in the day there was this flower guy on a TV commercial that wore these gold shoes and he ran really fast from delivery to delivery. Rick decided that if he wore gold shoes he would be as fast as the FTD guy.
The whole bus busted out laughing, the driver started the bus and we continued home. Rick strapped into his gold shoes, still taunting me. He was dead serious about these shoes. What could I say, the man had gold shoes on. I was so ready to get to the field that day. The game started and it didn’t take long for me and Rick to get matched up. He had caught a pass and was running down the side line, he looked at me and pointed down at his shoes. I was heading for him, when I got within range I dove and hit him right in the side and sent him sailing about twenty feet out of bounds. This was supposed to be flag football so while we were on the ground I grabbed his flag and said, “got ya golden boy.” We both got up and realized how stupid we were and started laughing and to this day we still laugh about the golden shoes.
So, what’s the point to this story? Sometimes when we put things on, we think we are something we are not. Things don’t really make us who we are. They may make us a picture to others but when it’s all said and done and the lights go out who are you?
As the word in Ecclesiastes says, “it all Gods time, what ever is, is and that’s how it is” maybe put in my vernacular “it is what it is.” If we would try harder at living a life of truth and not one of golden shoes maybe we could help each other more. Maybe we could team up and do something for this world, leaving our gold shoes in the closet. Be who God made you to be, find your destiny in who you are and not who you think you want to be. Find yourself and your position in life in Jesus Christ. This life is not about how much we can get and how much we can model on our backs and in our drive ways. Life is about purpose and destiny. Who are you? Where are you going and how are you going to get there? Are you going to be you or someone with gold shoes? Are you going to be real or carry a painted on person?

George Beasley, Author, The Invisible Soul

The Invisible Soul Ministry
www.thinvisiblesoul.com

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