Are You Wearing The Wrong Shoes?

My husband and I have been having a somewhat humorous argument for the last few months. He believes my feet are bigger than his. Contrary to his belief, my feet are smaller than his; He of course does not think this is true. One day his bedroom slippers were in the living room and my feet were cold, so I slipped them on. When he saw that I had them on he was upset and wanted me to take them off. “Why?” I asked he responded with “Because I just don’t like people wearing my shoes” I was confused because my husband is not this weird about things like that. “Emily was running around in them earlier and you didn’t care…” “Well, Emily’s feet is smaller than mine, and yours are not” he responded. ” “Whaaaaaaatttt? No you didn’t… I know I am usually bigger when it comes to everything else, but my feet are the only actual small and cute thing on my body, I KNOW you did not just say that my size 9 foot was bigger than your size men’s 10?” ( oh Yes that was what he said.) So fast forward to a couple of nights ago, and my new bedroom slippers are on the floor of the living room, and he slides them on his men’s size 10 foot, and I said “Get out my shoes before you stretch ’em” It was on then! I told him to go get me a pair of my shoes and put them on his feet and let’s see who’s is wider and bigger, of course he did not want to do that. I said “the best thing you can do is keep your opinion about my feet, and your shoes to yourself.” We agreed to stay out of each other’s shoes…

That same night as we were talking about some issues I was upset about, God used that silly little “discussion” ( 😉 )to show me something. We have all heard that we need to walk a mile in a man’s shoes to understand what he is going through. I was crying about “so-n-so’s” issue to not get married, or “Whatcha-ma-call-it’s ” issues with their spouse, how bad I felt for “doom-a-flochie’s” life circumstances.

I was genuinely hurting and concerned for each and everyone of their circumstances. He knows that my heart will break for someone as if it were my own situation. My husband looked at me and said “You know what I think your problem is?” (Yes, I actually asked “what?”) He said “I think your problem is that you are wearing the wrong shoes.”

See, it is good to walk in another man’s shoes so that you do not judge them, but when you wear them too long they begin to irritate your feet more than they do theirs. They have broken those shoes in to fit their feet, not yours. Their relationship with their husband is their’s, their past or current circumstances in life are their’s to walk out. You did not buy those shoes (Or marry that husband, or stay single, or make that decision in life) for a reason. The best thing you can do is realize their shoes hurt and appreciate that fact when they are crying about their shoes hurting. But instead of trying to wear her shoes for her, (taking her rejection, her offense, or trying to solve her problem) then you should go get your own comfy bedroom slippers on, thank God for them, and pray that somehow she break those shoes in herself and find the right comfort in them.