My 45-Minute Shoes

I went to hear a word from God
     one bright Sunday morn,
Through a messenger of His
     I'd never heard,
At a church whose doors
     I'd never darkened,
Who had much more than
     a word or two to say,
But I wasn't ready, as he spoke
    for nearly one full hour,
Way past what I could stand
    in my 45-minute shoes.
I, however, took great comfort,
    knowing God promised
When once I stood before Him
    in Glory head to toe,
There was to be no more pain, 
    and no more shoes...
Hence no more need
        for tears to flow.

Revelation 21:3-4

by J Alan R
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