Nine days ago, I had minor surgery on my feet. Even though it was minor, the recovery period has been longer than I would have liked, making it difficult to wear shoes. I don’t go anywhere barefoot, ever. So that made it an even bigger challenge as I shuffled around the house and garage barefooted, trying to make sure I didn’t drop anything on my feet.
I was telling a friend the other day how mindful I am of my legs and feet as I’m running errands. As someone who has chronic leg pain, I’m grateful every time I am able to go grocery shopping, pick up prescriptions at the pharmacy, attend a concert or meet friends for a meal.
Without healthy legs and feet, you become dependent on support devices or support from others. I’ve had to do both after losing mobility for brief periods of time. As much as I hate to put others out, I know they are doing it out of love, and that’s humbling to consider.
I’m reminded of Jonathan’s five-year-old son, Mephibosheth, who was lame after an accident (2 Samuel 4), and of the man in Lystra who could not use his feet (Acts 14:8). They both had someone come to their rescue.
I’ve had a group of male friends who go way back to high school. We’re all in our mid-fifties now. Some of us are married and others are not. But we take care of one another, and it makes me feel incredibly blessed.
The truth is, we all need each other. Children need parents to care for them, and aging parents often need their adult children to do the same. And between those stages of life, we all face the prospect of surgeries, injuries, diseases and accidents which will require us to depend on others.
As an older single person, the possibility of facing future challenges alone concerns me. But it really shouldn’t. God has always provided in one way or another.
For now, as soon as I heal up, I’ll continue to look for others who are in need. I’ll run them to doctor appointments, pick up groceries for them and be quick to be their feet as long as mine hold up. And once they no longer do, then I’ll trust God to send the feet of others in my direction – just like he’s always done.