When God called me to write and publish for His Kingdom, He led me to Isaiah 52:7: “How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!”
Tonight I lay in my bed with both feet propped up as I type away on my laptop. I’m writing my second book, this time my own testimony, and the experiencing spiritual and emotional backlash as I wade through the dark and rocky waters of my past. I looked down and saw my feet. They looked awful. Then I thought of my verse, Isaiah 52:7.
Six months ago, I looked down at my feet and thought they were beautiful. Truly, I have/had slender and nicely formed feet when they aren’t broken and swollen. Today I think I have ugly feet.
I broke the bone in my right ankle a few months ago and I’m still having some problems. Then as I wrote this draft (now a couple of weeks ago) I received a series of about 18 bites from mosquitoes and yellow flies which caused Cellulitis in my left foot. When I woke up today, my left foot was as swollen as my right foot was a few weeks after I broke it. At the time of the draft of this blog, I was on two different medications for my left foot, and going to a new doctor tomorrow for my right ankle.
I reconsidered my verse. “How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet…” They didn’t have hiking boots back in the Old Testament when Isaiah wrote about the beautiful feet. Imagine climbing a mountain without today’s luxuries to help out. At worst, their feet would be swollen, scratched, and blistered from climbing a mountain. At best, they would stink, be covered in dirt, and possibly be wrapped in animal hide of some type.
Feet aren’t naturally beautiful after mountain climbing. I haven’t been mountain climbing in the natural, but in the spirit and in my own emotion, I’ve had to climb many mountains over these past few months, and I’m still climbing mountains now. I feel like Much Afraid in the classic Hind Feet in High Places; her companions Sorrow and Suffering grip my hands as we travel up the Mountain to be with The Great Shepherd.
It seems as if my natural feet are manifesting the beauty of my spiritual and emotional mountain climbing. I feel nowhere near the top as I strive through the calling God has placed on my life. The last thing I want to think about are my feet, where they’ve been and what has happened to them. Because having beautiful feet isn’t what climbing the mountain is all about.
Beautiful feet? I’m climbing the mountains of my past to bring a message of hope and salvation to others who are going through what I went through. I’m climbing the mountain of publishing to bring a message of Christ’s love to the world. I’m climbing the mountain to tell the world MY GOD REIGNS.
Rachael Hartman is a Christian author and publisher. She has worked as a full-time newspaper reporter, and as a freelance contributor to magazines. She writes high school Sunday school material for Word Aflame Press creating lessons for Project 7 (P7) student-led Bible Clubs, and Link247. She enjoys health and exercise, reading, art, and playing with her two dogs Darla and Danny. She owns Our Written Lives of Hope bookstore & publishing services. Check out her web site at www.owlofhope.com and link to her on Facebook.