I have difficulty finding comfortable socks. It has something to do with the size of my feet and legs. When I do find a comfortable pair, I tend to wear them a lot to the point of them becoming holey and threadbare. That’s when they become really comfortable, but I have to be careful with them. If Suzy finds them in my drawer, she will throw them out, so I go to great lengths to hide them from her.
People sometime are like socks. We become more and more comfortable with a person who has a few flaws (holes). A perfect person is like support stockings, they may be good for us, but they are no fun at all and you can’t wait to get home and take them off. We all have flaws (holes), and that’s why we are comfortable with others who are flawed in some way as well.
It is okay to get a new pair of socks or friends every now and then, but embrace the holes and flaws. It is in their (our) imperfection that makes us comfortable.
my dad was hard to fit, too… great memories of when you and Dad taught Sunday school at the Cathedral. Loving, gentle Giants sharing their foundation in God to the little ones.