Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Blessed by a shoe
For the last three to four days I have walked around this shoe in my hallway. It landed there this past weekend and I haven't moved it. I wouldn't move it. Not until I took a picture of it.
It's a white canvas shoe from Old Navy. It's tiny. So tiny. And it's absolutely precious.
I'm not sure why I've insisted on leaving it exactly where it landed in the hallway, but I have.
I see it laying there and I find myself in awe that there are little shoes in my home. Even 8 months later, I'm still in awe.
I see it laying there and it represents so much that it nearly brings me to tears....or to my knees in gratitude.
I see it laying there and my heart sores because I know the little boy it belongs to: my nephew Aaron and I love him desperately.
I see it laying there and I smile because this shoe looks so adorable on Samuel's little foot.
I see it laying there and I know that all too soon it won't fit. All too soon there will be a bigger shoe for a bigger foot for a bigger boy.
But not today. Today I see a tiny white Old Navy canvas shoe in my hallway. And I leave it right where it sits as a daily reminder of how blessed I am.