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August 2012 Letter–Dear Shoes,
I remember when I bought you–nine whole dollars at Kmart; dirt cheap for running shoes, but I figured that since I didn’t know what I was doing anyway, it was better not to invest too much into you.

You were cushiony, and comfortable. I laced you up and went to run a mile. Painful to say the least. But you did not give me any blister. Then I went for another mile. And another. And another. Five months later, you had hundreds of mile under your soles, and you and I made it through our first marathon. Do you remember the mud sloshing inside of you, and the cold, and the sweat? And the exhilaration when you and I crossed the finish line? Your light blue lines were filthy, and your soles a bit unglued. But you and I stuck together, didn’t we?
You taught me so much in the process.
I learned that sometimes, all it takes is putting you on. Then you take over and take me on to where I need to go.
I learned that dependable is more important than beauty. I would have trusted you over any fancy shoes on Marathon Day.
I learned that putting you on is daring an adventure. And I never, ever regretted any of them.
I learned that some things must be experienced one step at a time. And shoes help in the process.
I learned to love where you took me; I discovered beauty and strength in unexpected places, I gleaned courage from daring to go forward.
You taught me to love the unlovable moments, because in them, I was more alive than ever. And for that, I am forever grateful.
You are long gone, dear marathon shoes. Since then, my feet have enjoyed many different shoes, and they all teach me the same lessons, over and over again. But you were the first.
Thank you for all the joy you brought to me,
Barbara
Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp
#223 Daisies
#222 the evening bird songs in my backyard
#221 my new summer sandals
Linking up with WIP, Faith Jam, Create with Joy, Faith Filled Fridays, Denise in Bloom, Fridaysfaves, and Beneath the Surface

Beautiful…and you’re a runner? Me too, but just a novice, and not distance. I loved your love story to the shoes and what they taught you. I believe God will send a message, by any means necessary.
Thank you for the lesson.
Peace and good
I ran a marathon 6 years ago, now I mainly walk and do a bit of running…
I am not a runner at. all. I like how you wrote this though. A nice change of pace from the regular blog reading. You are always switching it up over here! I enjoy your creativity.
Thanks for linking up!
Mary Beth
I love your thoughts of gratitude about something as simple as shoes. I’m not a runner, but I enjoy walking long distances. Shoes really do make a difference … and bring some great memories in the process! I’m your newest follower. Deb @ RaisingFigureSkaters.com
Welcome to our little corner of life, Deb! Thanks for hanging out with us.
What an interesting topic – showing appreciation for something we normally wouldn’t think about. And running a marathon? I’m impressed!
Love this! I’m thinking of my inexpensive Wal-Mart shoes. Not fancy, but comfortable and I am grateful for them.
Often we don’t stop and be thankful for the little things.
Blessings,
Joan
Barbara,
I think it’s interesting that Paul compared life to a race, and so many of the principles do apply — we’re in it for the long haul, it takes discipline and training, and there will be a glorious reward at the end. Not the least of the comparisons is that there are fellow runners along the way to encourage us — thanks for being one of them! ~Lori, visiting from Be Not Weary (www.lorihatcher.com)
Oh, I love that… did not think about Paul when I wrote this. Thanks so much, Lori!
Barbara! I could not believe your title on the Random Journal Day Linkup! God has been putting shoes in front of me repeatedly — and so blessedly — for the past two weeks. Really enjoyed reading this. Then I went and linked up my “God’s Children’s Shoes” post, which appeared right after your link.
Happy feet to you this day!
Great post! And, I admire anyone who would even consider running in a marathon!
A kind of ode to the running shoes. Nicely said!
I love this letter to your shoes Barbara. Our connection with inanimate objects can be an interesting and lovely thing. I once wrote a blog letter to my house.
the house might be next…
Enjoyed your thanksgiving. I too love daisies.
I’m wishing I had some marathon shoes. My running days haven’t been too bright the past few years because of a knee problem, but I do have my aerobic shoes that I should write to.
This is beautiful, Barbara.
“I learned that some things must be experienced one step at a time. And shoes help in the process.” Yes.
I like the creativity of writing to an inanimate object, and I like the lessons you learned. Great list!
I love this! Although I don’t run, I do walk daily, especially when I’m stressed. My walking shoes deserve their own letter. They have served me well on many hard days!
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