Freedom Sneakers

My sneakers are a size 12! I can’t believe I just said that out loud.

 My whole life I’ve wanted to have small feet. I feel like I’ve been double digits in my feet size my whole life. I remember growing up, I wanted to have feet like my sister who was able to fit in my aunt’s or my mom’s shoes. My aunt has the nicest shoes! I could barely find shoes that looked cute because I had the “special order because your size was not in the store” kinda feet.

 As I started to move more and to embrace my good body, I couldn’t get over not being able to find cute sneakers and I really just started hating my feet all over again.

 Last year I went to a shoe shop and they measured my feet and gave me a pair of size 11 sneakers (my usual size) that felt comfortable for like a month. Then all of a sudden, walking/moving just felt so hard. It was as if I was punishing myself when I was exercising. This is not what I had in mind when I decided to start moving my body in love and gratitude to the One that created me.

 One of my goals is to start running (I can’t believe I said that out loud either), so as a Christmas gift, my hubby took me to a specialist store and they did a whole bunch of tests and told me guess what…my sneakers were the wrong size. I need a size 12.

 I’m not going to lie, it was an initial gut punch…size 12! But then as I’ve moved and danced and worshipped in them I’ve realized how much easier it is to live in wonder and awe of Him when I’m embracing the body I have and treating it the way God would. He delights in me and I’m pretty convinced He would want me to not move in pain. He would put me in the size 12 sneakers.

And you know what…I’m happy! And it looks cute too 🥰

 This is freedom friends! Sometimes embracing it looks like not just saying the words but doing the thing. It looks like treating ourselves the way He would from head to toe…size 12 and all!

 For this, I prayed ❤️