Two Left Feet, Take 3

This topic seems to be an unending saga for me.

After two blog posts, here comes another one, something I didn’t think would ever happen to me.

I am not a last-minute person. I am ready before deadline for two reasons: to avoid stress caused by hurrying and to make sure I have everything down pat, nothing overlooked. (This behavior may have stemmed from past mishaps—when I left a confidential storyboard inside a cab, or misplaced my flash drive before my talk, or the dress I was to wear had shrunk in the wash and became too tight to wear decently, etc.)

So there was this one momentous day when I had all my gear ready the night before my teaching schedule. Early in the morning, I had our driver take them all to the car, including my shoes. Because of my foot-and-toes’ abnormal condition, I wear them only when I am about to get down the car.

That’s when calamity struck. The black shoes I thought were a pair were not! 

I was going to dare wearing them thinking nobody would notice. But when I put one left shoe on my hurting right foot, the pain was unbearable.

 

We had to quickly turn around to get the right pair, which delayed us for 30 minutes. And yes, I was late for class.

This take-three blog reminds me of Murphy’s Law, “Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong.” On a macro scale, it is life. If we are too concerned about spit and polish—well, there is no such thing.

Here today, gone tomorrow. Healthy now, sick later. Winner on Monday, loser on Tuesday. We could plan and plan, and then pffft.

I am not changing into a last-minute person, but this episode proves to me once again that life is all about grace. 

“Many are the plans in a person's heart, but it is the LORD's purpose that prevails.” Proverbs 19:21 (NIV)