We were told that in Albania when winter comes, your toes don't thaw until spring. I had brought my boots from home; but when I had tights and two pairs of thick socks on, they pinched my toes so badly that every step was painful. The day before Christmas, after we had already walked 5 miles, we were on our way to visit the family of one of our Young Single Adults in the outskirts of Tirana. Typically, the dirt roads outside the city are very wet and muddy and cold. When I thought I could not take one more step, we found a tiny, rustic, second-hand shoe shop the size of an average walk-in closet. Inside, I could barely see two very old wooden tables loaded with a variety of well-used shoes. On top of one, there was a pair of boots with large square toes and thick rubber soles that looked nearly new. I tried them on, and they fit perfectly. We paid the owner 1000 lek ($10), I put my boots from home in a bag and walked back out into the daylight with a sigh of relief. On our way home, I had the wonderful thought that Heavenly Father did not want my feet to hurt on Christmas Eve. By the end of the day, we had walked at least 10 miles. The comfort of the last five miles was part of a Christmas Eve miracle. When we arrived home after dark, I took off the boots; and for the first time, I saw the brand name on the inside label--"Spirit." God loves us. He knows our every need. Look for daily miracles.
Friday, December 26, 2008
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What a wonderful thing. I love tender mercies like that.
Happy New year! I know you will do great things in 2009 in Albania. What an awesome opportunity you are having. Love you, Suzanne xoxoxox
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