Walk a mile in the preacher’s $5k sneakers
Does a desire for nice things have anything to do with the gospel?
Funny stories emerge from our church sacristy. One of my favorites occurred before a worship service 15 years ago. Brad and Nate, our eighth-grade acolytes for the day, were trying to figure out how to fit their adolescent bodies into some undersized white robes they had grabbed from the rack.
As I helped them with the Velcro closures on the shoulder flaps, I glanced down at their sneakers. I asked Nate (who later to grew to be 7'2"), “What size are those shoes?” “Size 16,” he said. Taken aback, I looked at Brad, the other 14-year-old (who went on to play college football). “What size are your shoes?” “16,” he replied with a smile.
More than a little dumbfounded, I looked up at these two and said, “Where on earth do you guys buy these things?!” They smiled at each other and said in near perfect unison, “2bigfeet.com.”
