An Old Poem About Some Boots

A Tribute to the Spirit of Living

The silver boots still sparkle a bit,

But observers detect The nicks and scuffs of time.

New heels and soles make a comfy fit

Which allows the wearer to reflect

 On trails walked in life’s monotonous climb.

Their brilliance belies the drudgery

Of making ends meet And doing thejob.

But where they walk A spirit moves on: Endures;

Trying doesn’t count, only doing;

Tomorrow will be better for someone,

Because I have today.

— Ken Dauer — © October 10, 1989

An old poem about some old boots. A Tribute to the Spirit of Living The silver boots still sparkle a bit, But observers detect The nicks and scuffs of time. New heels and soles make a comfy fit Which allows the wearer to reflect On trails walked in life’s monotonous climb. Their brilliance belies the drudgery Of making ends meet And doing thejob. But where they walk A spirit moves on: Endures; Trying doesn’t count, only doing; Tomorrow will be better for someone, Because I have today. — Ken Dauer — © October 10, 1989

I want to thank Mike S for his support through some bumps in my road.  In his business, he always found odd jobs to help some person maintain some dignity by earning their keep.  I remember him saying, “I can usually help one or two people at a time.  Today, they might be able to eat lunch meat, instead of just peanut butter.”  I’m not sure which was the student and which was the teacher; in fact, probably both were both. –FinePickens

A Story to Guide Your Day.

This story came to me as an email with no citation.  No copyright infringement is intended, if you have such ownership, simply notify me to receive credit. Hopefully, this will remind people of something they did today, that will allow them to sleep better, tonight.

A few years ago a group of salesmen went to a regional sales convention in Chicago . They had assured their wives that they would be home in plenty of time for Friday night’s dinner. In their rush, with tickets and briefcases, one of these salesmen inadvertently kicked over a table which held a display of apples. Apples flew everywhere. Without stopping or looking back, they all managed to reach the plane in time for their nearly-missed boarding.

ALL BUT ONE!!! He paused, took a deep breath , got in touch with his feelings, and experienced a twinge of compassion for the girl whose apple stand had been overturned.

He told his buddies to go on without him, waved good-bye, told one of them to call his wife when they arrived at their home destination and explain his taking a later flight. Then he returned to the terminal where the apples were all over the terminal floor.

He was glad he did.

The 16-year-old girl was totally blind! She was softly crying, tears running down her cheeks in frustration, and at the same time helplessly groping for her spilled produce as the crowd swirled about her; no one stopping and no one to care for her plight.

The salesman knelt on the floor with her, gathered up the apples, put them back on the table and helped organize her display. As he did this, he noticed that many of them had become battered and bruised; these he set aside in another basket.

When he had finished, he pulled out his wallet and said to the girl, “Here, please take this $40 for the damage we did. Are you okay?” She nodded through her tears.. He continued on with, “I hope we didn’t spoil your day too badly.”

As the salesman started to walk away, the bewildered blind girl called out to him, “Mister….” He paused and turned to look back into those blind eyes. She continued, “Are you Jesus?”

He stopped in mid-stride, and he wondered. Then slowly he made his way to catch the later flight with that question burning and bouncing about in his soul: “Are you Jesus?” Do people mistake you for Jesus? That’s our destiny, is it not? To be so much like Jesus that people cannot tell the difference as we live and interact with a world that is blind to His love, life and grace.

If we claim to know Him, we should live, walk and act as He would. Knowing Him is more than simply quoting Scripture and going to church. It’s actually living the Word as life unfolds day to day.

You are the apple of His eye even though we, too, have been bruised by a fall. He stopped what He was doing and picked up you and me on a hill called Calvary and paid in full for our damaged fruit.

Please share this, {IF you feel led to do so}. Sometimes we just take things for granted, when we really need to be sharing what we know….Thanks. “Being happy doesn’t mean everything is perfect. It means you’ve decided to see beyond the imperfections.” “If you’re not sharing Christ, you’re like someone with a million dollars in the bank and no check book.”