Stinky Feet

Thanks to all of you who help me write my sermons on a regular basis (and you know who you are). This week I'm preaching on Micah 6:6-8 and what it means to walk with God. Here are a few questions I've pondered to get me started. Feel free to help me answer them or tell me a funny or touching story as it always helps me with sermon prep.

What are your favorite pair of shoes and why?
Are you a "shoe" person? If so, why?
Have you ever walked so much your feet hurt? If so when?
Do you prefer walking or running?
When walking in a crowd, what is your normal traffic pattern (go with the flow, follow the leader, weave, or something else)?
What is your pet peeve when walking in crowds?
Have you ever had a walking buddy? If so what did you like/dislike about it?
Have you ever used foot spray?
What is the first thing you think of when you hear/see "humble"?
Define humble/humility.
When have you been alone but felt the least lonely?
When have you felt the most lonely?

As you can tell, they get deeper as you go along. Well thanks for playing (or reading and hopefully writing).

Until Everyone Hears,

Comments

Diane Flynn said…
Walking is a favourite topic of mine - I'll try to answer some of your questions, but not sure I'll hit all of them:

I much prefer walking to running. One of my favourite things in the world is when I get into my walking stride, when my whole body is aligned, my posture is just right, my elbows pointed straight back as my arms help to propel me along. It feels like I'm gliding on air - breathing hard, but not really working hard. It's the nicest feeling, especially on a brisk, sunny day. I feel like I could walk forever. And you know I've walked a couple of marathon+ distances, but never run a marathon. The hardest part of that is willing yourself along for the distance when you're walking all by yourself. For the first marathon I did, I asked everyone I knew to call me on my mobile phone. It was such a great motivation - people all over the world called during the 6-hour walk, some of whom I hadn't spoken to in ages. It was nice to have that support, those voices with me on a long, cold, dark walk, both chitchatting about the little things and reminding me that I was strong and I would finish.

Because I like to walk in this sort of stride, I absolute hate to walk in crowds and zigzag around the slow people. I abhor people who stand on the sidewalk blocking my way. Don't they know it's called a side'walk' not a side'standaround' for a reason??

I also don't wear stupid shoes - pointy toes, high heels, etc. I don't own a car and my feet get me where I'm going, so I have to take care of them. I have to wear shoes that fit, shoes that can go 10+ miles a day but still look good with a suit. I mostly buy men's shoes - they look OK, they're wide enough, they last for a long time. I still covet that pair of red, patent leather pumps my co-worker has every now and again, but I wouldn't buy/wear them!

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