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Wednesday, July 13, 2011


Last fall I bought a new pair of running shoes. I don’t know if that was an act of optimism or just habit, since I have not been able to run for the past three years. Sadly, my running shoes are now used only for walking, mostly on the treadmill in winter and outside in the summer when I can.

My new shoes are designed with a space in the sole under the heel. I don’t know what the reason is for this, whether it saves a little rubber or keeps the shoe light, but either way, it sometimes produces an unintended result. When I walk on gravel roads, the shoe sometimes picks up a stone in that space.

Interestingly enough, I probably will not notice that the stone is there for some time. As long as I am walking on gravel, the stone may not become apparent. Eventually my route takes me off the gravel and onto pavement and eventually a sidewalk. All of a sudden, I become aware of a new sound as I walk along. What is that click, click, click? If I pay attention, I will also notice that something does not feel quite right. Sure enough, a stone has become lodged in the sole of my shoe, and it is necessary to stop and pry it out.

At this point, I am going to assume that the metaphor is pretty obvious and will not go into unnecessary explanation. Instead, let me just ask you, have you ever picked up a stone in your soul?

Posted by Carman


  1. There was a saying I heard as a child
    Sticks and stones can break my bones but names will never hurt me
    Talking about the stones in your shoes Carman made me think that words are like stones to our spirit and so we need to be careful of how we respond to each other.
    May god bless our tongue this day that we will speak of loving words to all we meet.
    God Bless

  2. I remember that rhyme too. Your prayer is justified, Elizabeth, because words are one of the most hurtful, pain inflicting instrument known to humankind.



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