“How beautiful on the mountain are the feet of those who bring good news!”
Like . . .
. . . the pristine white shoes of the nurse who says, “Surgery went well. She’s doing great!”
. . . the cute strappy sandals of the friend who says, “Surprise! We all wanted to help you celebrate your birthday!”
. . . the black wing-tips of the IRS man who says, “You will not have to pay this much. Just come back with all your information and I can help you.”
. . . the stylish high heels of the daughter who says, “I got a raise!”
. . . the well-worn tennies of the son who says, “I love my job!”
. . . the comfy clogs of the clerk who says, “Wow — you got a good buy; it’s ringing up another fifty percent off!”
. . . the oil-stained boots of the mechanic who says, “All it needed was a new belt.”
. . . the sturdy work shoes of the neighbor who says, “Sure, I can fix that.”
. . . the soft beige SAS of the doctor who says, “It does not look suspicious to me. It will do no harm to wait and see.”
. . . the worn brown leather shoes of the husband who says, “I saved the last piece for you because I know how much you like it.”
. . . the perfectly polished shoes of the President who says, “She opened her eyes!”
. . . the noiseless invisible soles of the Holy One who says, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.”
Amidst all the bad/sad/ugly/depressing/disheartening/shocking/sickening news reports, there ARE some reports that are encouraging/hopeful/uplifting/inspiring/just plain good.
“Think on these things.”
Let’s celebrate good news with all our might and thank God for the beautiful feet that bring it.
Now, where did I put my dancing shoes?