
As I pondered the passing of my reliable friends, I couldn't help but wonder how many times did I sin with these shoes on. How many people did I encourage with these shoes on? How many people heard the gospel from me while I wore these shoes? How much ministry happened with these shoes on my feet? How many people did I offend? Boy, if these old shoes could talk... How many places did the soles of these shoes touch that weren't pleasing to God? How many kind words spoken, how many victories, how many defeats?
Well, they're gone now. They have nothing to say - nothing to do now. Other shoes have risen up and taken their place. Do they have big shoes to fill? We'll see...
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