I love this quote of unknown origin. It's short. It's simple. It's easily understood. And, for me, it packs a dynamite punch.
Because let me tell you, if my dragging feet ever caught up with the dreams in my head and the hopes in my heart, nothing on this earth or beyond could stop me! And I'm fairly certain that's true for you, as well.
I long to regain my youthful body, and I look into this diet and that fat burning plan. But my leaden feet (ahem!) simply refuse to follow through with the calorie counting, excercise and water consummation that I know is necessary for weight loss.
I turn the pages of decorating magazines, absolutely green with envy of all those spotless homes. Almost always, I determine to do something about de-cluttering my own. But keeping a very much lived-in house neat as a pin takes a whole lot of commitment. Before long, that little burst of "flame" flickers and dies, lacking the oxygen of consistency and determination.
Oh, these heavy feet! They slow me down and douse the flames of my burning heart.
In the spirit of new beginnings (it's still January, after all - just barely), I shall add these words to my daily prayers. And in the spirit of faith and trust that my prayers will be answered, I'm off to buy new shoes - ones more accomodating to feet less coated with lead.
Lord, grant that the fire of my heart may melt the lead of my feet.