A pair of shiny black patent leather shoes on the feet of a little girl walked into the church basement for the first day of Sunday School.  Keep going little shoes, the smaller ones sit way up in the front row.  They dangled to and fro wondering what was happening but didn’t touch the floor.  Her legs were still too short.

Week after week the black patent leather shoes performed their task, until they were tired and scuffed.  Soon enough the loyal patent leathers were tossed aside and a shiny new pair took their place in the closet.  The new shoes seemed to know the route, for once again they carried their owner safely to Sunday School each week.  Not the front row anymore, the shoes were delegated to the second row now and they could touch the floor!  The shoes listened to the singing; they liked it here.

Year after year it was the same; the shoes did their job faithfully until they were tired and worn.  And each year they were replaced by yet another pair, just a little larger and stronger.  Finally, the little girl grew up and the black patents were all cast aside.  But the black patents didn’t mind, they had done their job well.  One little girl had learned about Jesus, week after week.

Sometimes it’s the little things we do in life that are the most important, the humble service we offer with no thought of thanks or reward.  The little things that we do, day after day, maybe year after year.   God with his unconditional love can use such seemingly insignificant actions to accomplish great things.   Don’t underestimate the little things you do.

Judy