Tuesday, April 10, 2012

"One Day Without Shoes" Was Harder Than Expected


It wasn't the wet grass, the pebbles, hot cement, or the my daughter stepping in an ant pile. Those things are necessary reminders of what many go through every day.

It wasn't going into stores barefoot, knowing that we have money to buy lunch, when many do not.


It was so much more.

It wasn't the choice we made to go home from co-op because they have rules (which we will respect) that involve insurance coverage and such. We made the choice to leave because so many out there don't have a choice of whether to put on shoes or not. There was no rebellion, just a choice to remember.


It was so much more.

It hurt as I remembered driving down the beautiful, but dusty dirt packed country roads of Ethiopia. Children, shredded clothing and bare feet, running along side the car. Crippled adults, teens, and children were as common as the fancy Easter dresses we saw last Sunday.

Some were disabled from birth, from disease, and some from infections and parasites that could have been avoided with basic necessities we take for granted here. I remember the flies crawling across swollen and obviously infected sores. Flies swarming over these precious babies.

So we take off our shoes for just one day.

I must admit that it hurt for another reason too. This is the first year that I had to think of explaining this day to our precious little Jael. This may be the last "One Day Without Shoes" that we can tickle and kiss Jael's treasured feet.


She's never been able to wear shoes.

Today, for us, was different...it was about knowledge that EVERY child out there is a blessing. The fact that every child deserves cherishing. That every child deserves someone to love them, even from afar, providing basic necessities. That every adult should feel loved as well. They should not be stopped from providing for their families because of preventable infections and disease.

Often we live life pretending we don't know. Instead of picturing a child...a person...on our doorstep...hungry and alone, no shoes, shredded clothing,and infected sores. We ignore the parasites. We glance away from the flies. We pretend they aren't there.

Yet they are there. They are God's children. Often they are our children if we just listen.

So we take off our shoes, for just one day.

It's not enough, but it's a start.

"Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also." Matthew 6:19-21



1 comment:

  1. Completely Amazing. No one could have said that better.

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