I’ve come into the house momentarily blind from running in the blazing sun. I am quick to kick these sweaty shoes into a dark rectangle otherwise known as the hall closet. The Asics are still airborne when I realize I have to go back outside and fill the bird feeders. Feeling around with feet only, I slip on a pair of my clogs and head out the door.
Back in the light of day, I am startled to find very masculine dress shoes awkwardly clinging to my feminine feet. (I thought they felt a little loose!)
I’m wearing someone else’s shoes and wonder if I would have stepped into them as quickly and genuinely with open eyes.
3 comments:
Great post... hey if you ever get to LaCrosse WI, I would love to coordinate a house concert or one at church as a fund raiser for the Habitat for Humanity.
I have contacts with Thrivent that they would throw in matching dollars and email 3500 members in the area.
Dave
I read a fair few blogs (mostly home education or crafty ones), but this particular post is one I come back to again and again.
I love this story - the silliness, the simplicity and the insight.
And I just wanted you to know.
Dave... would love to hook up for a concert sometime.
Thanks for that Rachel!
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