Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Shoes in church

Happy day to everyone of you,

I am sharing with you the article below and I'm sure it is worth your time to read it..


I showered and shaved............. I adjusted my tie.

I got there and sat............. In a pew just in time.

Bowing my head in prayer......... As I closed my eyes.

I saw the shoe of the man next to me..... Touching my own. I sighed.

With plenty of room on either side...... I thought, 'Why must our soles touch?'

It bothered me, his shoe touching mine... But it didn't bother him much.

A prayer began: 'Our Father'............. I thought, 'This man with the shoes,  has no pride.

They're dusty, worn, and scratched. Even worse, there are holes on the side!'

'Thank You for blessings,' the prayer went on.

The shoe man said............... A quiet 'Amen.'

I tried to focus on the prayer....... But my thoughts were on his shoes again.

Aren't we supposed to look our best. When walking through that door?

'Well, this certainly isn't it,' I thought, Glancing toward the floor.

Then the prayer was ended........... And the songs of praise began.

The shoe man was certainly loud...... Sounding proud as he sang.

His voice lifted the rafters......... His hands were raised high.

The Lord could surely hear. The shoe man's voice from the sky.

It was time for the offering....... And what I threw in was steep.

I watched as the shoe man reached.... Into his pockets so deep.

I saw what was pulled out.......... What the shoe man put in.

Then I heard a soft 'clink' . As when silver hits tin.

The sermon really bored me......... To tears, and that's no lie.

It was the same for the shoe man... For tears fell from his eyes.

At the end of the service...... As is the custom here.

We must greet new visitors, And show them all good cheer.

But I felt moved somehow............. And wanted to meet the shoe man.

So after the closing prayer....... I reached over and shook his hand.

He was old and his skin was dark.... And his hair was truly a mess.

But I thanked him for coming......... For being our guest.

He said, 'My name's Charlie.......... I'm glad to meet you, my friend.'

There were tears in his eyes....... But he had a large, wide grin.

'Let me explain,' he said......... Wiping tears from his eyes.

'I've been coming here for months.... And you're the first to say 'Hi.''

'I know that my appearance.........'Is not like all the rest.

'But I really do try.................'To always look my best.'

'I always clean and polish my shoes..'Before my very long walk.

'But by the time I get here.........'They're dirty and dusty, like chalk.'

My heart filled with pain........... And I swallowed to hide my tears.

As he continued to apologize......... For daring to sit so near

He said, 'When I get here...........'I know I must look a sight.

'But I thought if I could touch you..'Then maybe our souls might unite.'

I was silent for a moment........... Knowing whatever was said

Would pale in comparison... I spoke from my heart, not my head.

'Oh, you've touched me,' I said......'And taught me, in part;

'That the best of any man............'Is what is found in his heart.'

The rest, I thought,................ This shoe man will never know.

Like just how thankful I really am... That his dirty old shoe touched my soul

You are special to me and you have made a difference in my life.

I respect you, and truly cherish you.

Share this with your friends,

No matter how often you talk, Or how close you are,  And share it with them.

Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will.

Remember, everyone needs a friend.

Someday you might feel like you have no friends at all.
Just remember this message and take comfort in knowing that
Someone out there! cares about you... And always will.

Live each day as your last, it could be .     God Bless You!


James Oh

4 comments:

Caio Fernandes said...

this is a fantastic post !!
thank you very much for this .
and God bless you !!!

Inky said...

I think this is your best. as I type through my tears, we all need to read this. its uplifting, soulfoul, deep, such love in this, we have all been there I think at one time or another.

it brought me back to when I was a young child and was about to go to church and receive my first communion. There are 9 in my family so times were tough but good.
As I went to the altar , I knelt and my Gramma Inky was beside me, I noticed that the my shoo was coming apart, but gramma told me that God does not care how you look, he is just glad you are here and joining and receiving him in my life.

Thanks James this is glorious. GOd Bless YOU

James Oh said...

You are right, Caio. Praise the Lord.

Blessings to you,

James Oh said...

Inky, thanks for sharing your thoughts and experiences with us. Your kind confirmation is really glorify Him.

Blessings to you all too.

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