I remember it well. I was nearing twenty. The twist was the dance of the day.  A new band from across the pond was making its way to the US.  I fell somewhere between Elvis and the Beatles and never lowered myself to swooning over either of them.  I was much too sophisticated.  I was one of the “good girls” of the sixties.

During those years my husband and I would clear the floor when the music began to play.  We’d polka, fox trot, two step, twist and all the modern dances, until the cows came home.  To top it off, I did all those dances while wearing stilettos.  By the time the evening was over, my little tootsies were screaming for relief.

Now when I think back to those late nights and the blisters, soreness and distortion of my feet for a number of hours, I can’t help imagine what damage I was doing to those ten toed extensions.

After three children, I still opted for stylish shoes.  They weren’t those high, high heels anymore.  As time passed, the heels disappeared, but memories of those stilettos lingered on.  It took a lot of courage to put on those shoes, simply because you were submitting yourself to a balancing act of sorts.  Your arches were reaching heights unknown to mankind.  The unnatural positioning of your dainty little toes was almost like being placed on a rack of torture.

Today, I have slowly submitted to more sensible shoes.  I have one pair which cost well over a hundred dollars.  I will be wearing them for a long time.  They aren’t like the orthopedic styles grandma used to wear. They’re actually pretty cute with slacks and with the addition of arch supports, I’m walking better and I’m comfortable.

Yesterday I opted for style and wore shoes that went well with my outfit.  By the end of our time at church, doing the duties for fellowship, altar guild and cleaning up, my toes were screaming.  My step had slowed to a crawl and I was pretty much wiped out for the rest of the day.

So what’s my point with all this useless information?  Well, like my posted image says, strong women wear their pain like stilletos, I think there’s truly a lesson in those words.  No matter how life is kicking us or throwing bricks at us, we can still carry our beauty.  It may not be what it was when we were twenty, but women have a way of hiding their pain under the guise of a mask, their beauty or a pair of shoes.

Think about it.  When you’re young, you’re in the process of conquering mountains. You are at your prime and with each problem you encounter the heels get higher.  Sometimes you need to get the spikes out to cut through the clutter.  As time goes by, the weight of those problems pushes deeper into the ground.  The shoes now flatten out along with the burden.  You go through ups and downs through out your life, but continue to hang onto the spring in your step until the very end.  Your footwear will change along with your challenges but walking with God will always keep your feet pointed towards heaven.  When you walk in Jesus sandals, you’re going to experience pain.  Being a servant isn’t easy, but it is a blessing that will last for eternity.

















































As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on
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15 Responses to THE AGONY OF DE FEET!

  1. Shivangi says:

    Who knew all that talks about Stilettos would lead to some great wisdom! Amazing post!

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  2. Salvageable says:

    Like most men, I do not understand why women wear high heels. My shoes are comfortable; that’s why I buy them. J.

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  3. Awesome! This was some wonderful wisdom, and well told. Love that quote, too.

    I also think cute shoes are one life’s greatest pleasures. I’m on my feet all day or out hiking around on uneven ground, so all my shoes must be sensible these days. There really are some adorable shoes to choose from, so that makes it nice.

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    • says:

      Awww thanks. I really prefer going barefoot especially on the summer. I have to get geared up for fall When o start wearing long pants again and my “special shoes.”

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  4. The Eclectic Contrarian says:

    Great post Kathy!!

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  5. now I will confess, I’ve always been had a thing for shoes…my husband will attest.
    Despite teaching and being on my feet all day, I always wore stylish shoes…pumps or kitten heels…
    As I got older I did work at finding stylish and comfortable.
    By the time I was nearing retirement, I found it very difficult to get out of the bed either in the middle of the night for a bathroom break, or simply getting up in the morning as my feet ached terribly.

    Now I stay away from any sort of heel…
    A high arch also calls for support.

    But even now my feet are back to just giving me fits…poor old feet 🙂

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  6. oneta hayes says:

    Entertaining lesson. 😀

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