Shoes, Shoes, and Shoes

Going off of what my brotha Chris said, there were many memories that will stick in my mind after today. We got to see most of the community as word spread fast that we had shoes to give away. I will NEVER forget the bare feet and torn shoes I saw enter the room and the smiles and joy I saw leave the room. A pair I had given away went to a kid who was around my age. His shoes barely stayed on his feet, they had countless holes, and he looked hopeless and sad. When he saw a pair of old shoes we had in the room, I thought he would put them back because I couldn’t imagine that they would make him happy. He picked them up and started to feel them. Then a huge smile appeared on his face, and he asked if he could try them on. They were not a perfect fit by any stretch of the imagination, but when I asked him if he would like a different pair he said no and stared at his new kicks. We did a hand shake then he left with a new look in his eyes, never taking his eyes off the shoes.

Along with all the joy there were some hard parts of the day as well. A few people who came did not get a pair of shoes, despite all of the pairs we had. That shows just how many people came.

What began as just the children at the carepoint, turned to men, women, children, and the elderly, which was good because we had big shoes to fill as well. Among some of the older people that came were some that had been drinking. This was hard to see because the people of the community respect the older people so much. It was not the best example they could be setting in my opinion. Lucky for us we had a pretty good bouncer at the door (Carl) who knew that these people needed shoes too. We got them in and out without any problems. It is amazing to see God work in all of our lives, and we look forward to what he reveals to us tomorrow.

PS Zac’s mom- He is still alive and well, and still pretty darn awesome.

-Logan Jones