Sneakers

 

My fifteen-year-old grandson loves shoes.  But Bennett likes to shop at thrift stores to get shoes at a bargain price.  So, for his birthday, I gave him $25 and a trip to the Unclaimed Baggage store in Scottsboro, Alabama.  It is a huge, upscale second-hand store.  Google it, or better yet, go there sometime.  And Fifty Taters restaurant in Scottsboro is a good stopover too.  Bennett found so many shoes that he had to call his mother to get permission to spend over his limit.  He found expensive shoes at a nickel on the dollar.  He found me some sneakers too.  He assured me that they were worth $150 … for $15.99!  They are high-top basketball shoes that make me feel young again.  Well, sort of.  This morning, at Cardiac Rehab, I heard them squeak on the vinyl floor, and I was taken back to my seventh-grade gym class.  My brother had Jack Purcell sneakers and I had Converse high-tops that squeaked when I pivoted.  I loved those shoes!  But eventually, they wore out and I had to throw them away.  And these new shoes that I bought will wear out too.  The writer of the book of Hebrews said in Hebrews 1:10-12, “And, Thou, Lord, in the beginning hast laid the foundation of the earth; and the heavens are the works of thine hands: They shall perish; but thou remainest; and they all shall wax old as doth a garment; And as a vesture shalt thou fold them up, and they shall be changed: but thou art the same, and thy years shall not fail.”  Everything wears out.  Everything, that is, except for God.  Hey, I’m glad that I can put my faith in the Creator of the Universe!  The Good Lord never fails!