Identity = Snake Boots

This weeks lecture topic has been relationships.
The basis for any relationship is LOVE. Commandment number one: Love the Lord your God with all your heart, mind, and strength. Number two… Love your neighbour as yourself. How can you love your neighbour as yourself if you don’t know and love yourself? Which brings us to identity. If we truly had a better grasp on who we are and whose we are, we would then be able to unconditionally love others from a secure/confident place in ourselves. One suggestion our speaker gave us to help unravel the sometimes mystery of our own identity was to ask our parents about who we were as children. When I asked my parents, this was the reply I got…

This is a story from Mom, Mom said to Dad, Baby needs a new pair of shoes. Dad says, I will take baby shopping for new shoes. Dad and baby go shopping for new shoes. Baby walks in with her new shoes, they are not what Mom has in mind. The new shoes are snake skin cowboy boots. But does Mom get mad? No she looks at her daughter with this big grin and says those are nice shoes?????

This is a story from Dad, So there I was, minding my own business not bothering anybody and Mom comes up to me and says your daughter needs a new pair of shoes for school. So I said, Hey baby lets go buy some new shoes. So we hopped into the truck, and went to the PayLess Shoe store on 48th Street. We tried on all kinds of shoes, we tried on sandals, work boots, high heel shoes. tennis shoes, cowboy boots, etc. After a couple of hours I said, well that is all the shoes in the store to try on, which ones do you want? You said, I want the snake boots Dad. Well, they were pretty cool, so I said, Sure go get them, and we checked out. Then we got home and Mom said, what kind of shoes did you get, Anna? Of course you wore them home, so you stuck out your feet and said, I got snake boots Mom. Mom said, those are really nice shoes???? And Dad was never sent to buy school shoes for Anna again.