Skip the Panties...Put on your Big Girl Shoes!

Put on your big girl panties and just deal with it!

As little girls, we long to be 'big girls'.

We love to play dress up, create with cosmetics, put on mom's pretty pearl necklace, shiny gown and then complete the whole fancy fashion look with her high heels.

And then we try to walk in them.

We trip, we fall. Ouch!

Not being a super girlie girl, I've never felt comfortable in heels.

Plus, I'm 5'10 (and a half) and was always the tallest one in my class growing up. I hated it.

I was even taller than all of the boys, well, except for Mitch Albright, who spit in my peanut butter sandwich at lunch one day.
Aaahh....Good times, childhood.

The boys loved to make fun of me for being so tall.

Bigfoot. Earthquake. Lurch.

Those were just a few of my given nicknames.

Nice.

You rang?

Anyway, big girls know they don't make super cute shoes in a size 9 or higher.

What the stores do carry for us amazon types are mostly "earthy" flats in some shade of beige.

I'm tired of beige, beige is boring and I find myself wanting to wear pretty Big Girl Shoes.

And though I do long to come up higher, most days, I'd rather just be barefoot.

I also still love my "Jesus Shoes," that is, any kind of no frills sandals that you can throw on, with a moment's notice.

I wrote a kids' song about them, "You can throw your sticks and rocks, as long as I've got my Birkenstocks...I'll be walking in my Jesus shoes." They should call me, it's catchy..

That verse reminds me of the whole, "Sticks and stones may break may bones, but names can never hurt me" chant.

One of the stupidest things I've ever heard, by the way.

Of course name calling hurts.

Much more so than trying to walk in heels.

Which is why I keep my large, oversized feet mostly in sandals.

I also like flip-flops.
This is quite fitting since sometimes, that is what I do best.

Aerosmith would be impressed.

I can, "Walk This Way!"
Then that way. Then this way. Then that way. (Grrr...)

A while ago, a friend bought me the cutest pair of "Big Girl Shoes" with a two inch wedge heel.
And I love them!

Yes, they make me super tall, but when I put them on, I feel like I'm, "on top of the world....looking down on creation :)

 I loved Karen Carpenter!

 Instantly, I believe that I can and really am, more than a conqueror.

And yet very "girlie," all at the same time.

No longer, Lurch, I hear a nicer, new name calling.
God's voice, calling me out.

And....calling me,
"Princess."
"My beloved."
"The apple of my eye."

Those are much better names to be called and the ones I really should be listening to more often.

The wedges are awesome, but lately, I feel like I should probably be getting fitted for combat boots.

Nancy Sinatra sings, "These Boots were Made for Walking," but, today, I don't want to walk anywhere.

I'm struggling with just standing.


Stand Tall....Don't you fall...

It takes a while to learn to walk in heels gracefully, especially if you're clumsy like me.

So, when I happen to stumble, trip...or just flat, fall off my wedges, I have to know that God is there to pick me up, extending a hand of grace.

And helping me to remember that, the first step in walking tall, is simply just getting back up....

Every time you fall.


"Jeremiah, say to the people, 'This is what the LORD says: "When people fall down, don't they get up again? When they discover they're on the wrong road, don't they turn back?" Jeremiah 8:4