|A truly classic Audrey Hepburn wearing loafers. And a turtleneck, which is also apparently very fashionable this season.|
Since it's only September, I'd probably still be wearing sandals if it wasn't for my feet. My left foot especially has been in pain nearly the entire summer. Part of it's due to running, I'm sure, and a case of plantar fasciitis. The other issue is my wearing of flip-flops and other non-supportive shoes. But I've pledged to stop this irrational behavior and wear better shoes. Mainly so I'll stop limping around. And because I really like to walk whenever I can. I'm a big fan of walking.
Speaking of shoes, I recently read a passage in Passport Through Darkness that was illuminating. The author, Kimberly Smith, while working in Africa, gave her shoes to a native woman.
Our eyes locked, and immediately I loved this woman. The woman who I could've been. The woman who could've been me. The woman who certainly suffered hunger, war, rape, death of husband and children, simply because of the color of her skin, the spot on the planet she happened to fill, and the fact that she was a woman.
She pointed to my boots. Unsure as to why, I put my hands out in a confused gesture. Continuing to smile, she bent down and pulled gently at my boot strings. She wanted my boots.
|Kimberly [looking fashionable, yet not wearing loafers] with her husband|
As I wrestled with what to do, it occurred to me that this man could be the woman's husband, or maybe she bartered with the boots for food for her family. In the end, I would never know. I'd done what I did in an act extending myself. I chose an act of faith and love. I decided to leave it at that.
Gosh, if that's not a hard thing. To leave it at that. If you've worked with poor and homeless and people who need a lot of help for very long, you've most likely been taught there are rules you need to follow. Don't give them _________. Don't allow _________ to happen. Be careful about _______. There are workshops and trainings and even degrees offered on how to help people. But doesn't it all come down to: Choosing an act of faith and love?
I seriously doubt anyone I'll come across anytime soon will want or need my loafers. Yet I hope I hope I'm ready if they do.