“How Beautiful upon the mountains are the feet
of him that bringeth good tidings”
I heard once that Lord likes worn out shoes
For with the wear and tear that comes
Conversion takes place of style.
So if you only knew my story
Why I look the way I do
I think you’d change your view about me
‘Bout being “Just an old nasty pair of shoes.”
For I was once black and shiny
And I looked pretty sharp with a suit
But I been through a bit since then
And now these dress shoes have tuned into boots
And even better the life of his shoes
Because I am the shoes of a missionary
And we’ve been about everywhere declaring this good news
I got to see most of the lessons
When the family only had a dirt floor
But when they had cement or tile
I was left listening at the door
And listening was just terrible at first
I remember his language when I first heard him try
But I saw his tongue get loosed
As the miles and miles went by
My sole continued to wear daily
This mission has passed so quickly
I don’t know where the time has passed
They arrive in the field quite the same
Missionaries and their shoes so new
Both fresh, both clean both ready to go
But neither knowing what they’re about to go through.
Yes it’s true missionaries and their shoes arrive the same
But they go home quite different you’ll find
One’s battered and beaten and torn to shreds
While the other goes home refined
And I feel bad that he can feel the rocks with his toes
I know the thinner and thinner my sole gets
The more my missionary*s soul grows.
So yes I think the Lord likes worn out shoes
I think it makes Him smile
For with the wear and tear that comes
Conversion takes place of style.
~Elder Chantz Davis
Philippines Naga Mission
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