I know, shoes are a bit of a girly subject, as pointed out in the IT crowd :
Jen walks into the room, emphasising her new shoes. Roy and Moss look puzzled.
Jen walks into the room, emphasising her new shoes. Roy and Moss look puzzled.
Jen: (looking angry, and storming from the room)The shoes-ah!
Moss: What was all THAT about?!
Roy: Well, like all women, she's shoe mad.
Moss: That's a bit sexist, isn't it?
Roy: Do you know one woman that isn't obsessed with shoes?
Moss: No, but I only know one woman- and she just left the room shouting "The shoes-ah!"
Moss: What was all THAT about?!
Roy: Well, like all women, she's shoe mad.
Moss: That's a bit sexist, isn't it?
Roy: Do you know one woman that isn't obsessed with shoes?
Moss: No, but I only know one woman- and she just left the room shouting "The shoes-ah!"
Do you have a pair of favourite shoes? Not favourite, at the moment, but all-time favourite? They could be jelly sandals from when you were a toddler, they could be the shoes you wore to your sister's wedding. They could be the shoes you longed for, then saved up to buy all those years ago.
When I went to Auschwitz, the thing that upset me most was walking through a corridor lined with shoes of the people from the concentration camp. Shoes are a very personal thing. You chose those shoes for a reason, and whatever the reason might be, they mean something to you. You wouldn't be happy if you lost them, or worse, if you lost one. (I've done that before, it's really annoying- I still haven't found it.)
But eventually, you won't be able to wear them anymore. They might get too small, if your feet are still growing, or they will wear out. Throwing shoes away is something I find really hard to do. They hold so many memories, and no matter what, you won't be able to get the same ones, exactly the same ones, ever again. I don't remember many shoes from when I was growing up, but I remember my purple trainers, and a pair of vans I had for a few years. I remember throwing both of those pairs of shoes away... And part of me didn't want to. But they were worn out, and I didn't have any use for them.
There are a lot of things that the same rules apply to really, like friendship... Sometimes the shoe doesn't fit in the first place, and we need to try on some more. We don't give up though, we keep on trying. In the same way, we get on so much better with some people than we do others. Some shoes last a long time, the shoes that are made well, but some are flimsy, and fall apart very quickly.
But even the best of shoes can fall apart if we don't look after them... They should be cleaned, polished and above all, not dragged across the floor. Now, I'm not suggesting you get out some polish, and try to make your friends shiny... That probably wouldn't work out too well. I'm also guessing that your friends can clean themselves, so I'd let them take care of that. Still, don't drag them across the floor, I can't imagine that would help matters.
Smile at them, (your friends, not shoes) look after them, help your friendship stay supple enough to withstand the traumas of everyday life by praying, spending time together, and looking to the best example of friendship there ever was;
John 15:13 "Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."
When I went to Auschwitz, the thing that upset me most was walking through a corridor lined with shoes of the people from the concentration camp. Shoes are a very personal thing. You chose those shoes for a reason, and whatever the reason might be, they mean something to you. You wouldn't be happy if you lost them, or worse, if you lost one. (I've done that before, it's really annoying- I still haven't found it.)
But eventually, you won't be able to wear them anymore. They might get too small, if your feet are still growing, or they will wear out. Throwing shoes away is something I find really hard to do. They hold so many memories, and no matter what, you won't be able to get the same ones, exactly the same ones, ever again. I don't remember many shoes from when I was growing up, but I remember my purple trainers, and a pair of vans I had for a few years. I remember throwing both of those pairs of shoes away... And part of me didn't want to. But they were worn out, and I didn't have any use for them.
There are a lot of things that the same rules apply to really, like friendship... Sometimes the shoe doesn't fit in the first place, and we need to try on some more. We don't give up though, we keep on trying. In the same way, we get on so much better with some people than we do others. Some shoes last a long time, the shoes that are made well, but some are flimsy, and fall apart very quickly.
But even the best of shoes can fall apart if we don't look after them... They should be cleaned, polished and above all, not dragged across the floor. Now, I'm not suggesting you get out some polish, and try to make your friends shiny... That probably wouldn't work out too well. I'm also guessing that your friends can clean themselves, so I'd let them take care of that. Still, don't drag them across the floor, I can't imagine that would help matters.
Smile at them, (your friends, not shoes) look after them, help your friendship stay supple enough to withstand the traumas of everyday life by praying, spending time together, and looking to the best example of friendship there ever was;
John 15:13 "Greater love has no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."
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