Not My Boots

Not My BootsWhen I was visiting Rene recently, it started to snow and I was wearing my

dress shoes.  I didn’t want to go out in the snow with those shoes on.  He gave me these boots to wear home.  They are at least an inch longer than my usual size but they seemed to fit well enough.  They are very warm on my feet and have good traction for slippery surfaces.  But what I found out surprised me.  I trip easily when wearing them.  Going up stairs, for instance, my foot doesn’t clear the tread of the next step and I stumble.  Finally I realized that my brain knows the size of my feet and how much room my foot needs on stairs.  These boots add inches to my feet that my brain isn’t used to calculating and I trip easily.

There are many things, I think, that our brains must know that we don’t realize that we know.  Our brains must keep processing information that helps to keep us safe even when we don’t actively know it.  We really are “fearfully and wonderfully made.”

About NJ

I love to write! I realized in 9th grade that I really enjoyed writing. Every two weeks we had assigned topics that we were to use to write an essay. I liked writing the essays. I'm a mom and a grandma. None of my family live nearby, but they visit when they are able to come. I've been a pastor's wife and a grade school teacher. Now I'm retired and enjoying visiting others, and indulging myself in my hobbies, --writing and art activities. I'm very thankful for the blessings in life.
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