Thursday, April 30, 2009

Sassy Shoe Thursday: He's in the Details

Way backtrack: I've been looking for two years for a good pair of cowboy boots. And, as I'm re-examining that time line, it's actually been about five years. (The good ones are expensive! Eeeek!)

More recent backtrack: A few weeks ago a friend told me the Elks' were taking submissions for people to sing the National Anthem at their rodeo in early June. I took my cd down that same day. About a week later I got a call saying I had been chosen to sing the Saturday of the rodeo. (June 6th) Woo-hoo! Singing our National Anthem is ALWAYS a HUGE honor. HUGE, huge honor. It's one of my favorite things to do. But you cannot... CAN NOT... canNOT sing anything at a rodeo without wearing cowboy boots. It's written somewhere. I feel this in my bones. (I don't think my lacers would work for this one, by the way. Not only are they way outdated -not enough to be vintage yet- they could never be worn with a sun dress. Which is what I would like to wear, by the way. These things are important. Well, they could, technically speaking. But they shouldn't, aesthetically speaking.)

Obviously, a few weeks ago, I stepped up my hunt for cute cowboy boots.

Being as how I was not going to pay a fortune, my options were limited. I also wanted something that was already broken in. More limited. Santa Barbara had some cute pairs in a re-sale shop that were either too big or $180. One-hundred and eighty dollars!!! And they're used. Of course, they did have a studded shaft that was quite sassy... but there were no swarovski crystals that were making them one biiiillllliiiiooon dollars.

I kept hunting at my favorite haunts, but the thrift stores just weren't coming through.

Monday I went to a cute little resale shop, Curio, in the Creamery in SLO. They usually have a few pairs of cute boots, but they're always too small. Guess what? They had a few pairs of cute boots. And they were too small.

That night I was frustrated. "God, You're the one that got me this awesome thing of singing at the rodeo. And You obviously knew I was going to want boots. So, could You please give me some boots? You KNOW this is important to me. You MADE me this way!!! So, come ON! You've got to come through on this one. I'm getting frustrated, and a girl just can't sing at a rodeo without boots."

Tuesday morning at small group (Every Tuesday a bunch of us girls get together at my house to hang out and chat and eat. At 9:30. If you're in the area, come join us!) Amber walks in with something behind her back. "Does anyone need a pair of boots?" I think I started to say, "What kind?" when she pulled a pair of cowboy-ish boots out.

Ummmmmm... uhhhhhh... were the thoughts going through my head. But I think something like, "Yes! I do!" actually came out of my mouth. "Where did you? What...?"

"Try them on first. I'm not going to tell you where I got them until you try them on."

They... were... PERFECT!!! She said they pinched her toes just enough so she wasn't going to be able to wear them, and knew they were for someone else. She had suspected me, but didn't know. SHE DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT THE RODEO!!! She didn't KNOW I needed BOOTS!!! And not only did they fit my feet perfectly, but they were nice and snug around my calves. Most boots are usually too big there and look awkward, but not these. Nope. Not these. They were made for my calves.

The Story: Last week Amber was in Venice Beach with her visiting sister (my dear friend Christel) and saw these boots just sitting beside a dumpster. She looked all around, even checking inside the dumpster to make sure no one was living there that the boots could belong to. Then picked them up and brought them home!

GOD GAVE ME BOOTS!!! How cool is that? How cool is it that way before I prayed my frustrated Come-ON-God! prayer, He already knew and had already set events in motion to provide boots for me? I'll tell you how cool it is! It's beYOND cool. It's uber-cool. It's actually indescribable, if we're getting down to the nitty gritty. God is indescribably cool.

But, wait. It gets better.

Because not only did God provide me with totally awesome, vintage, already broken in boots... a few weeks back at Goodwill I came across a vintage Anne Klein purse for $1.99. It was in great condition and I just knew it was meant for me. Nate was a little annoyed, understandably so. "Why would you need to get an old purse at Goodwill for $1.99 when I just bought you TWO COACH purses?"

Honey. It's vintage. Leather. Tags still in the inside pocket. And I just knew I was supposed to have it.

When I tried the boots on and they fit, I became crazily giddy with the realization that my vintage Anne Klein purse matched my vintage boots. God had already given me a purse to match my shoes, before I even had the shoes that He knew I was going to need! That was just over the top. OVER the top.

He loves me so much. It's a lavish love. It's an I-made-you-and-I-know-what-will-speak-to-your-heart love. He didn't NEED to do any of this, but He did it because that's just what He does.

Some people would say there isn't a God, and nothing is really tied together. Things happen just because they happen.

Some people think God isn't in the details. They think He may be in the big things, but not the everyday. They would say this is all just chance, a cool coincidence.

But MY God is a God who is right there in the middle of our big stuff, so much so that He is wrapped up in all the details surrounding it. He is in every facet of our existence. Sometimes we're so busy looking for evidence of Him in the big, cosmic ways that we overlook the intimacy all around us. And sometimes we think that His love should look like X, Y, and Z... so we don't realize at all that the love we need and the love He is showing us is A, B, and C.

If you're one of those people that are reading this post thinking, "Man, she's nuts. She keep attributing all this cool stuff to God. I mean, it's a cool story and all, but that doesn't mean you have to bring God into it." then I would encourage you to seek a personal relationship with Him. Maybe you don't believe in Him at all. He is very clear that those who seek will find Him. (Matthew 7:7-8) Start seeking, ask Him to show Himself to you, and then wait for what happens.

Maybe you do believe in Him, but are skeptical that He would ever be involved in your life in an intimate way. Maybe to you He seems like a this distant God who is far away and not really listening, not really hearing, not really caring. I would encourage you to start talking to Him. Ask Him to open your eyes to the details. When you read His word, you will go deeper. This is not just a possibility, it is a concrete fact of what will happen if you read the Bible with an open, seeking heart. (I love The Message version.) Believing in Christ is one thing, having a personal relationship with Him is quite another. He. Transforms. Lives. But you have to open yourself up to it. You have to give Him the opportunity. You have free will. You can choose to remain distant, or you can seek to draw close.

And the closer you are, the better life is. (Matthew 11:28-30)

God arranging circumstances for me to sing the National Anthem at a rodeo would have been enough. More than enough. (I love rodeos. There is much of a country girl in me.)

But He gave me matching boots and a purse, just because He knew it would mean a lot. (A fashionable country girl.)

God is TOTALLY in the details. And He's okay with the fact that I loves me some fashion. (Especially vintage.)

(I just re-read that old post on my lacers. Man. That's a really good post. Who wrote that? Because it was pretty good... even if I do say so myself. *wink*)
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Brown-Eyed Girl said...

Amen! See what I mean? I always amen your posts =) .

Wow Angela, that was a great testimony of God granting us even our simple desires. It's especially cool when we think that our prayer is a little silly and then all of a sudden *buuu-ya! God grants it! Well, at least that has happened to me and it IS a great feeling of joy and celebration in your heart. I know that God must take pleasure when we gives gift to his children just like we do when we give our children gifts. My children's excitement and thankful hearts after I give them an unexpected gift fills up my own heart with joy! So when God handed over those special boots to you I know his heart was filled and he took pleasure watching you celebrate and best of all you gave HM the glory because you recognized his fingerprints on the boots.

What a great God we serve!

-dhonea said...

awesome message!! thank you for sharing!! I was in a really poppy mood right now and that message totally picked me up, because you are 100% correct, God is in the little and the big things, He is in every facet of our lives!

Side note, you are a really good writer!! Funny and draws you in, and I can hear your little quarks the way you type.

now we need to get you come family pictures to put up here!! lets make that date!!

Susie said...

Sounds like you got the hook-up- niiiice!