I bought these shoes.
And this pair cost me plenty. I paid for them with my abusive, corrosive, toxic, dysfunctional childhood. I walked through the valley of the shadow of death in these shoes. These shoes are the result of the cost of my anointing. The hard press for oil is the price I paid for these shoes. I got these shoes but lost my mother, father, sister, brother, friend along the way. These very expensive pair of shoes are tailored for my experiences. I’ve walked in them through heartache, starvation, fear, hurt, disaster, disappointment and despair. My shoes are leathery from being covered with my tears of sadness and the soles are hard from walking over tough times and rough patches in my life.
These are my shoes. I bought them. I’m glad I purchased these shoes, for my feet have been covered with God’s preparation. These shoes have walked through valleys and strolled over mountains. This pair has provided comfort and protection from rocks and storms and isolated me from attitudes and irritation. My shoes have improved with time and have enabled me to walk in patience and purpose and promise and unconditional love. I made an investment in these shoes when I found out the guarantee included lamps unto my path and lights to guide my feet. There is a eternal lifetime guarantee that these shoes will never wear out, no matter what road I may have to walk.
So now you say you can walk in my shoes? No way. These are custom-made originals, made to fit me to a tee. You can’t walk an inch in my shoes let less a mile. You can try them on for size but your feet won’t fit what was specifically sculpted for me. Can you pay the price I did? Do you want to go through the same things I did in order to wear my shoes? Will you still walk upright before God and man after learning how to balance life in my shoes?
Let me make a suggestion: Go get your own shoes. Pay for them with your experiences. Your shoes will flatter your feet and look like no one else’s, not even mine. They will fit you better than my shoes and you won’t ever have to worry about trying to fill mine.
Walk in your shoes and no one else’s because they always fit you best.
Besides I bought these shoes. You don’t want my shoes. I paid a price in ways your life might not be ready to spend…
