NEW

I have been playing with the word new….I like to play with words.  I like to put pictures with them and think about them for hours.  It’s a sickness really, but stick with me for a second.  NEW…..

New car!  

New vs old

New vs. used

New vs. Refurbished

I have a bible, it’s used, and its pages are wrinkled from the water they soaked up in Africa when the boat leaked.  It has been written in and dated, It’s been highlighted and the spine broke, was re-glued and needs to be glued again.  It’s the most beautiful book I own. It’s old, used and perfectly wonderful!

I had a pair of slippers once. Broken in.  My feet fit in them perfectly. The padding was worn in just the right spot, indented. The soles had split and if I walked outside and stepped in a puddle no matter how small my sock would be soaked. They had few stains on them. They were old, worn out, beyond repair.

A new pair.  Not as comfortable, at first.  No indent for my big toe. Stiff. Not stained, clean and crisp.  Walking in them isn’t normal, not like the other ones, not bad just new. Sometimes I wish I had the old pair.  If I wear the new ones I might stain them, just like I did the old pair. 

I am new. I am not refurbished. I am new. I am not cleaned up.  I am new. I am not worn out. I am new. I am not used. I am new. 

I am new!