James 1:17 KJV “Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.”
I met her in the soup kitchen. Winter. Cold. So cold. Cold for South Carolina anyway. She had her little girl bundled up next to her; glued to her side like a rag doll. Eight months pregnant, the woman was. Living in a boarding house, not the streets. At least she had a room. For her little family. She did not seem bothered by much, not by her situation, not by her circumstances. She expressed no concern for her future, nor did she share any plans to make changes in her life. She did not seem upset about her socks either. See, she had no socks on the day I met her. Her reason was simple.
She only had two pairs; they were dirty. Why would she wear dirty socks when she could wear no socks at all? I have always taken socks for granted. For most of my life, I have taken food and shelter for granted, too. I have taken friends and family for granted at times, especially in my younger years. I have taken circumstances and situations for granted a good bit of the time, too.
Speaking of socks, I always assumed they would be there. I could wash the dirty ones, and buy new ones if I wanted. Times have changed. With Jesus Christ living inside my heart, with the Word a lifestyle for me now, I know better than to take my socks for granted. This woman with so few socks has a room to raise her next baby in. But there are people living on the streets with no socks. There are people all around the world who have never known a pair of socks to warm their feet.
As I learn to walk by faith, I need to remember how God has clothed me from the day I was born – including the socks I walk in as I follow Christ forward. Please don’t take God’s gifts for granted. And please don’t assume because you’ve had something all along like I have had my socks that they are not a gift from God. They are. And I would imagine God would enjoy hearing His children thank Him for the things we have so often, if always, taken for granted. Thank you, God, for my socks. And may I wear them to walk by faith as I follow you into the Promised Land.