I have a thing for ugly shoes. Its probably a good thing, because I have ugly feet…..wide ‘ole stocky German feet. When Tevas first came out (early mid 80s?) a friend told me, “only a self-actualized person would wear shoes like that”. I live in Birkenstocks and love my clunky Dr. Maartens. My recent addition to the ugly shoe closet: Crocs. What a sheer delight to the foot! I look at my feet and see these bright yellow duck feet. I haven’t seen anyone yet that actually looks good in these shoes, but I love these shoes anyway!
I think Jesus wore ugly shoes, too. I can’t imagine him worrying about their looks, but comfort may have come to mind on occasion. Imagine Him looking down and there by his ugly shoes & dirty feet; some poor lost soul….pouring out his heart and asking forgiveness. Feeling worthless & hopeless, how that lost soul must have loved the sight of Jesus’ ugly shoes.
The first time I threw myself at Jesus’ feet, did the Holy One look at me and think ‘ugly shoes’? ‘filthy rags’? He loves me anyway.
Matthew 15:30 And great multitudes came unto him, having with them those that were lame, blind, dumb, maimed, and many others, and cast them down at Jesus’ feet; and he healed them:
Luke 10:39 And she had a sister called Mary, which also sat at Jesus’ feet, and heard his word.
Romans 16:20 And the God of peace shall bruise Satan under your feet shortly. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you. Amen.