Barefeet

 

The first thing I do when I get home is to kick off my shoes. My feet love freedom. Toes wiggle with delight; soles slap the floor; heels enjoy the coolness.

I can go barefoot year-round inside; I must wait until at least May before I can bare my feet outside. I’ve never been tender footed; it takes only a few days to get my feet adjusted to the ground, twigs, stones, pavement, and the occasional pine cone.

My feet are pretty; they are. Not many people are proud of the part of the body that supports their entire weight and absorbs the shock of pounding pressure upon this lower extremity; I am. Maybe that plays into my enjoyment of freeing them to the openness of fresh air, unfettered from leather, canvas, rubber, or any number of materials shoes are made of these days.

 

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There are a myriad of tactile sensations that can tickle, cool, heat, caress, prick, bruise, cut, feet. Having learned the magic of warm hands massaging my body, my feet release their normal tendency to be ticklish, and relinquish themselves gladly.

 

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Genesis 18:3-4 The Living Bible 

“Sirs,” he said, “please don’t go any farther. Stop awhile and rest here in the shade of this tree while I get water to refresh your feet.”

 

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Psalm 139:17-18 Easy-to-Read Version 

Your thoughts are beyond my understanding.
They cannot be measured!
If I could count them, they would be more than all the grains of sand.
But when I finished, I would have just begun.

 

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Genesis 3:8-9 Easy-to-Read Version

During the cool part of the day, the Lord God was walking in the garden. The man and the woman heard him, and they hid among the trees in the garden. The Lord God called to the man and said, “Where are you?”

 

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How precious it must have been to be in a daily walk with You, Lord. Adam and Eve lived in the Garden of Eden, a paradise created by Your Mighty Hands; a paradise with every conceivable comfort, food, and shelter, formed so that You, Father, could be in face to face relationship with man and woman, who You made in Your image.

How sad You must have been, Lord, that this relationship was broken.

Down through the ages, man has tried to reunite himself with You. Through the gift of Your Son, we were forgiven for all our many sins through Jesus’ sacrifice and suffering. Accepting this gift of Grace we all are invited to enter into a personal relationship with You. What a blessing, what an honor, how humbling to receive opportunities to walk again with You, Heavenly Father, in the cool of the evening. Amen

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Walk On
by The Isaacs

walk on brother, walk on sister, walk on children, you gotta roll with the rock
through the shifting sand,

walk on through the valley, walk on up the mountain
walk on through the wilderness if you ever gonna make it to the promise land
walk on

When you feel temptations tugging at you heels   (walk on)
when devils at the crossroad trying make a deal   (walk on)
don’t stray to the left don’t veer to the right   (walk on)
cause straight is the way that leads to the light

If you weary from the weight of the world on your back   (walk on)
if you stumble get up don’t worry bout that   (walk on)
keep your eyes on the narrow road   (walk on)
some day its gonna turn into a street of gold

we’re all walking the same road we’re just wearing different shoes
you better lay down that heavy load
you gotta keep on walking or the devils gonna get you
walk on

 

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