MY OLD BLUE SHOES

1 Corinthians 13:11
When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

In my youth and young adulthood I loved to ware heels.  It lengthened the look of my legs, it seemed more graceful.  The higher the better.

Today I prefer the shoes of my grandmother.  Nestled in with the heels in my closet, the flats have over taken.

Comfortable, steady my flats can take me anywhere.  Places my heels could only cause me to stumble and fall.

By the front door my "old blue shoes" await me.  Able to slip on at a moments notice, always ready to take me where ever I need to go.  They never fail me, do not slip or slide, dependable.

As I grow older I desire to be steadfast and secure not only in "my old blue shoes" but in my walk in life for the Lord.

Are you holding on to any family heels?

God Bless,
recj/LJG