Nov 11 2008
Who else wants to be a Red Shoe?
I grew up wearing sensible shoes.
They were called “Buster Browns” in the day, and they served my Catholic school uniform( with the chubbette expando-waist band) quite well.
I don’t know when the day-dream began, maybe it was Dorothy’s sparkle slippers in Oz, but I had always wished that I were a Red High Heel. You know the kind of person who wears them. She turns heads, she enters a room with vibrant assurance and she owns it! She is beautifully bold, she can think on her (pretty) feet, she is magnetic and daring, she exudes confidence. Most of my young adult years were spent comparing myself to my female counterparts who seemed to walk in these qualities. The dark brooding envy stayed with me well into my forties. I covered it up with good Christian principles, but I knew and God knew.
“God! I want to be a Red High Heel!”
One morning, walking to the mailbox, I shouted,” God, I want to be a Red High Heel!” And He answered: “ Well, you aren’t and you won’t, so stop asking!”
“Look at your feet Jane, you are a comfortable sneaker. You are what people find non-threatening, you are my secret agent—and you can get behind the lines of defense and mistrust. You will always be a well-worn shoe…but take a look at Who is walking in them, guiding you, anointing you, blessing you, and loving others through you. It doesn’t get better than this! “
-So now, I still love red shoes. If you have a pair, I will beg them from you if they are my size, but I’m smiling inside. I know what God tells me about all of us. Look again at Who is wearing them.
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I was sharing dinner with Jane and her husband and this story surfaced as I was slipping on my “red shoes” to leave. Dear Jane then graciously wrote it down for me to share with you all. Thank you Jane!
That’s awesome! thank you for sharing it. I’m a comfy sneaker too but I’d like to be a nice red stiletto! lol
Beautiful story. Hmmm…what shoe am I?
Boy, that is a great story. Dad
It is a good story indeed, and the undercurrent is even better. We should be wanting attention drawn to Him, not ourselves!
Thanks for the reminder.
Aww - that’s is excellent!!
I absolutely loved this story! I like red dressy shoes. Very good teaching tool this story was because of what the moral of the story was. It’s not about who we are, it’s about Who is LIVING within us, that enables us to “walk out” life the way that we should.
Praise the Lord for such a wonderful story! (i love a good story.=)
lol. Cute. We all know who usually wears red high-heels these days. . . stripppers and prostitues. Sad but true.
Thankfully there are exceptions to that rule eh? lol.
reclaiming the red shoe,
CT
True dat! lol. I hate how so many pretty things or even words or sybols have been reclaimed and renamed to take on new, twisted meanings. It is a sad call to action for Christians to re-take…..EVERYTHING!lol
Man, I loved this story when I read it a while back. It’s really rockin’.
But ever since then, I’ve been wanting so red heels.
lol. That’s hilarious-
I had a conversation with a friend recently and we were discussing this post, whereupon we decided that she was a chic black pump. We then proceeded to name our friends and family as misc footwear. It was quite humorous, i can assure you.
Regarding the red heels, it took me 2 years to find the pair I own now. But I knew what I wanted and wasn’t going to settle for less. I even took a pair back because they were too orange.