On day 1 of this blog, I promised myself and my tiny following I would be honest.
Monday, I said something in my blog that has haunted me the last two days. And I have to correct it.
I said, "I could afford those shoes."
Almost like a spoiled brat.
I can't afford $275 shoes.
I don't need $275 shoes. I want $275 shoes. I've got three kids three and under who I hope can go to a Christian school, who I hope one day will go to college. I've got a husband who will probably have to retire in his 50's. There are missionaries out there who could feed their village for a month with $275.
I'm almost ashamed I even posted about it. I don't know what I was thinking.
I came to this realization in two ways.
A) If I could afford those shoes, really afford, I would just buy them. Never thinking twice. Like I do toothpaste.
B) When I'm a millionaire *one day* I can be proud of my $275 shoes because I will have worked hard, saved hard, and not be embarrassed at all.
You're probably wondering if I fell down and lost consciousness.
No, I think I finally regained consciousness. Thanks for bearing with me through my (almost) lapse in judgment.
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