The Agony of Da Feet

Everyone has something about their body they would change if they could. We are rarely satisfied with what God gave us. I wonder if God is sensitive about his creations like most artist are.

I have a very dominate gene that runs throughout my DNA and when you mix your DNA with another individual's DNA, you never know how those genes will mix. This gene is so dominate that I tried to make a deal with God. 

If I could ask God for anything it would be an arch. Yes, an arch. An arch for my two feet.

I have flat feet and they have caused me lots of grief over the years. When your feet are flat it's like walking on your ankles.

It affects my posture and I can't always do what people with  normal feet can. My feet hurt when I stand, walk or run for long periods of time. I can't wear cute stylish heels or the latest flats because my feet look deformed in some shoes. I can remember children teasing me asking me, " why do you have duck feet?"  "Why do your feet lean over in your shoes?"  "When take your shoes off, why are your shoes hecka wide?"   Oh Lawd,  the agony of not having an arch. 

When I was pregnant with my first child, I thought about all the things about me I didn't want my child(ren) to inherit. Flat feet was it. I made a simple request to God.

Me: Dear God, I know every good and perfect gift comes from you. I thank you that my womb is blessed.

God could you please not give my baby flat feet?

Of course God did not answer me right then. However, God does have a funny sense of humor and in time God did answer me.

Me: Thank you GOD for my daughter who is beautiful and perfect in every way. But, she has flat feet! Sigh.*

Me: Okay God, I understand. I had the audacity to tell you how to do your job. I'm sorry.

God: I blessed you  with five beautiful children and five beautiful grandchildren all who are fearfully and wonderfully made. Everything I make is good.

Me: Thank you God. I'm grateful for my blessings flat feet and all.

Queen of Hearts