Blonde haired, blue eyed Lucy took her father’s hand and walked with him along the river bank of their home. The sand was white and clean and the clear water lapped the shore so gently. Peace surrounded them. It was a lovely way for a seven year old school girl to begin the day. As they walked, Lucy’s eyes focused on her father’s shoes. They were black with white tops. “Oh, I want to have shoes like Daddy’s. I want to be just like Daddy.” It was an unusual longing for a young girl. But Lucy’s heart swelled with pride at the thought of being just like her daddy.
But how could that ever be? She was female and her father, every bit a man, was even a decorated war hero. She could never fill those shoes. But the memory of her father’s shoes always brought strength—comfort. It was a memory that never left her. It hung in the corners of her mind and remained for the most part—silent.
Another lovely day came, when grown up Lucy buried her head into the lap of her heavenly Father. She had found herself here before, but this time as she surrendered her dreams—surrendered her purposes to Him—He opened her eyes to see what He saw.
The silhouetted figures of father and child walking hand in hand flashed before her and she remembered. She remembered her father’s black with white top—shoes. Instantly she saw another pair of shoes, those of her heavenly Father. And she knew— she could wear His shoes. She knew she could be just like Father. And so she put on His shoes and declared, “Father, I will walk in your shoes. I will go where you go. I will put on your garments and place my hand in yours. I‘m not afraid…because you hold my hand… because I go with You.”
Do you see your shoes, daughter of the Most High? Have you put them on? The world in great darkness is looking for His light and dying without His love. Hesitate no longer. Put on Father’s shoes and be strengthened, be comforted. You look just like Him. You have his eyes… so full of love! You have His heart… so full of compassion! Oh, yes, you’re just like your Daddy!