Anyone remember this post, about the lovely pink Nine West sandals I had my eye on back in the spring?
I waited and waited, and sure enough, they went on sale. When I checked back in at Nine West a few weeks ago, they were an incredible 75% off. That's more like it! So I excitedly asked to try them on. I expected it to be a shoe love affair that would last for a cork-heeled lifetime.
But...no.
Mind you, I've been wearing heels for well nigh on 15 years now. I know how to carry myself in platforms. But when I slipped my feet into those sandals that looked so perfect on the shelf and took a step, I nearly toppled forward and landed nose-to-Nine-West-floor. I could barely even hobble around in them - the arch was too high, the angle was wrong.
I couldn't believe it. Those sandals that I'd thought would be so perfect...weren't.
I handed them back to the salesclerk forlornly. It wouldn't have made sense to buy them.
But then, a few days later, I was in a discount shoe store with a friend, and, amidst the clearance rack of uninspiring flats and end-of-season flip flops, in the last place I expected to find a pair of sandals that would delight me like the pink ones...I saw them.
A gorgeous shade of green. High heels. Similar to the Nine West sandals, but better than I could have imagined. Perfect, really. And best of all, they were about the cost of a Happy Meal.
I tried them on. Despite being a size too big normally, they actually fit! I couldn't believe it.
They came home with me that very day.
It just goes to show...when God says no to what you thought you wanted, more than likely, He's getting ready to bless you with something even better.
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