Bones & Toe Nails š
Bones & Toe Nails š
Hey, Blog Friends and Family!
Now, I had absolutely NO IDEA where this blog was headed when the words āBones & Toe NailsāĀ popped into my head. š
But every single time I hear those words, I start laughing all over again!
And no, Iām not laughing at anybodyās favorite food. Iām laughing at Steve Harveyās reactionĀ when he heard the answer.
Yāallā¦
Steve Harvey is already a funny man, but his facial expressions can take something that is already funny and send it completely over the edge! šš
I was watching one of those short Family FeudĀ clips, and the question was something along the lines of:
āName a part of the chicken that South Africans love to eat.ā
Now my question isā¦
Mr. Harvey, what exactly did you EXPECT them to say?!?Ā š
A thigh?
A drumstick?
A breast?
A wing?
Sir, you asked what South AfricansĀ love to eat!
And somebody answered:
CHICKEN FEET!Ā šš¦¶š
The audience agreed!
And Steve looked like his entire understanding of chicken had just been challenged. š
Then came the line that took me OUT:
Chicken feet?!
Thereās no meat down there!
Itās justā¦
BONES & TOE NAILS!Ā ššš
YāALL!!!!
My side started hurting.
And the funnier part was that the more he talked about those chicken feet, the louder the audience applauded!
They were basically saying:
āYES, STEVE! And we LOVE those bones and toenails too!āĀ ššš
But Wait⦠Letās Talk About Those Feet
Now, I have walked through the meat section at Walmart plenty of times.
Iāve picked up:
Chicken wings.
Chicken thighs.
Chicken legs.
Hamburger meat.
Ribs.
Shrimp.
You name it!
And yes, I have seen those chicken feet sitting over there, wrapped up nice and neat in the package.
But not ONE TIME have I looked at them and thought:
āMmmmm⦠I think Iāll fry me up some toes tonight.āĀ šš
No, maāam!
No, sir!
I just keep pushing my cart.
But before I start acting too sophisticated, let me confess something.
Because somebody is about to say:
āLauretta, donāt you judge those chicken feet!ā
And you would be absolutely right.
Because I LOVEā¦
PICKLED PIG FEET!Ā š·š¦¶šā¤ļø
There!
I said it!
And I am NOT ashamed!
Give me one of those pickled pig feet straight out of that big jar sitting on the counter at the meat market, and suddenly I understand everybody who was cheering for those chicken feet!
Take Me Back to Bakersfield ā¤ļø
You see, I grew up in Bakersfield, California.
And when I think about pickled pig feet, I immediately travel back in my mind to those childhood days.
We would walk barefoot in that California heat to the corner store.
Youād get to the counter, and there sat that big jar.
They would pop that jar open, reach down inside with that gigantic fork, pull out a pickled pig foot, wrap that thing in white butcher paper and slap the price sticker on it.
And babyā¦
By the time you stepped outside the store, you had already taken about three bites! š
SO GOOD!
My mouth is watering just writing this!
And when you thought you were finished?
Nope!
You were still working on those little bones. šš
Okayā¦
Iām having a full-blown childhood flashback right now.
I am a whole grown woman, and whenever I go back home, trust and believe, if I can get my hands on a good pickled pig footā¦
ITāS ON!Ā š
So now I understand those South African contestants a little better.
Chicken feet may not be myĀ thingā¦
But pickled pig feet?
ALL. DAY. LONG.Ā ā¤ļøš
And isnāt that funny?
One personās āBones & Toe NailsāĀ is somebody elseās:
āMove over and give me another one!āĀ š
What about you?
Whatās that food from your childhood that other people might look at sideways, but the minute you see it, smell it, or taste it, youāre transported right back home?
Okay, Lord⦠Where Is the Scripture in THIS? š
Now, yāall already know me.
At some point I had to ask:
āOkay, Lord⦠how in the world am I going to bring Your Word into a blog about chicken feet, pig feet, bones and toenails?ā
Iām listening, Lord! šš
And then I thought about something simple but powerful:
JOY.
The Bible says:
āA merry heart doeth good like a medicine.ā ā Proverbs 17:22 (KJV)
There it is!
Sometimesā¦
YOU JUST NEED A GOOD LAUGH!
Life gets heavy.
Bills get heavy.
Work gets heavy.
Relationships get heavy.
The news gets heavy.
Our responsibilities get heavy.
And sometimes weāre carrying so much that weāve forgotten what it feels like to laugh until our stomach hurts.
I remember one time I was dreaming and laughing in my sleep.
Not a little giggle either.
Iām talking about BELLY LAUGHING!Ā š
I was laughing so hard in that dream that I actually woke myself upā¦
STILL LAUGHING!
To this day, I donāt remember what was so funny.
But maybe I didnāt need to.
Maybe what I needed was the laughter.
Maybe I needed a moment where heaviness wasnāt in charge.
When Everything Feels Too Heavy
I think sometimes we become so consumed by what is happening around us that we forget we were never meant to carry everything.
We worry about money.
We worry about food prices.
We worry about gas.
We worry about our jobs.
We worry about our children.
We worry about tomorrow.
We watch the same upsetting news story over and over, and before long, something we cannot control has taken control of our peace.
And Iāve had seasons when anxiety, discouragement and heaviness felt overwhelming.
Thatās why I have learned something:
I have to know when to put the burden DOWN.
First Peter 5:7 says:
āCasting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.ā
Philippians 4:6 reminds us:
āBe careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God.ā
And 1 Thessalonians 5:17 gives us three simple words:
āPray without ceasing.ā
Sometimes we are trying to mentally solve something that God is asking us to prayerfully surrender.
There are things we can change.
Change them.
There are things we need help with.
Get the help.
But there are also things completely outside of our hands.
Those are the things we have to stop rehearsing and start releasing.
Pray.
Do what you can do.
And trust God with what you cannot.
And while youāre waitingā¦
LAUGH SOMETIMES!Ā š
Turn off the television.
Call that friend who always makes you laugh.
Watch something funny.
Remember something ridiculous from your childhood.
Sit on your porch.
Breathe.
Thank God for another day.
And if you really want to get adventurousā¦
Go to Walmart and pick yourself up a pack of chicken feet. ššš
Go ahead!
Nibble on those BONES & TOE NAILS!
And if thatās not your ministry, grab yourself a pickled pig foot.
Iāll understand. šā¤ļø
Aha Moment š”
Maybe this silly little blog about chicken feet wasnāt really about chicken feet after all.
Maybe it was a reminder that life is already serious enough without us carrying every burden every minute of every day.
Some things need your attention.
Some things need your action.
Some things need professional help.
Some things need your prayers.
And some momentsā¦
just need your laughter.Ā ā¤ļø
God gave us joy for the journey.
So pray about what you cannot control.
Take action where you can.
Release what belongs in Godās hands.
And donāt forget to laugh along the way.
Because sometimes a merry heart really does feel like medicine.
And sometimes God can use the most unexpected thing to remind you of thatā¦
Even a chicken foot.
Bones, toe nails and all!Ā ššš¦¶
Now tell me:
Whatās one food from your childhood that you still LOVEābut everybody else might look at and say, āYou actually eat THAT?!āĀ š
Written by Lauretta Scott
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