I recently got a new pair of running shoes. The other ones were a bit worn down. In fact the rubber on the soles was getting pretty thin. Probably held on to them longer than I should have in fact. But it got me thinking.
I put a lot of miles on those shoes. I wore them more than just for running (which is a no-no for the serious runner). But a lot of ground and life was covered in those shoes. They were in fact a Father’s Day gift from a couple of years ago. In the life span of those shoes my daughter learned to crawl, then walk, and now she runs. She has learned to talk and has grown so much. I wonder where she will be when my new running shoes start to show the same wear?
Think about the shoes we wear. They carry us from home to work and back again. To the store and to our families homes. They are there when we are pacing in a hospital waiting room, trips to the doctor, the pediatrician. To restaurants and the movies. Good times and bad.
I imagine the sandals the Apostles wore. They traveled the dusty roads of Israel and beyond. To the Greek Isles, Turkey, and Rome. Spreading the word of God and the story of Jesus. Some towns they collected more dust than in others, but always on the move.