Obedience

I want to tell you about something that happened last Mondaynight...Something that was unexpected on my part but in a plan of God, obviously...
My SIL's ex SIL's house was in the process of burning up and since she was with me, we went by there to see the damage, etc. In the road stood the owners of the house. The lady was in her sock feet because she obviously didn't have time to grab her shoes. She was walking around in the water they had sprayed on her house...My first thought was to give her my shoes. I really just brushed it off but again the thought hit me...she needs shoes....you have shoes..give her yours...
I looked around at all the neighbors standing around and all the people who would see me take my shoes to her and felt embarrassed...I did hear someone say something about flip flops...In my mind, I am like, "what??? flip flops??? is that all we can get her????" So without thinking too much harder, I walked up the little hill where they were talking to the Red Cross about a room to stay for the night...I kindly stood there until I was acknowledged and asked her what size shoe she wore...she stated 8 1/2 . My shoes were 9's...I immediately took them off and gave them to her...of course she refused..but it was something I was supposed to do. She hugged me and I left... barefooted...feeling foolish...foolish, not because I had given her my shoes, but foolish because I didn't want anyone to think I was doing it for show. She didn't immediately put the shoes on, so of course I am thinking...well, she doesn't want my sweaty shoes...but later, right before we left, I saw her go behind a vehicle, pull off her wet sox and put on the shoes...
Our car was a little distance from the fire, so we had to walk down a road to get to our car...
Morgan was still in the hospital at this time so here I am going in the hospital barefooted...drove home and do you know...I expected my feet to be black..I mean, I had walked on two different pavements and I really did expect my feet to be dirty...not that it was an issue...you know, just an observation...Well....I just thought it was sooo neat how my feet were hardly dirty at all...No one would have never known my feet had been walking on a paved road...I felt honored by God, to just have clean feet...

I know, kinda weird, but it meant something to me.