This is for my new Sister, Tiffany M. Slipping her heels off shortly after worship began, she asked me---a little later, in the foyer where the water fountain is---if it was acceptable to be in church shoeless, her stockinged feet clearly visible. I assured her that it was just fine, on the precedent of Moses and others, and that she should feel at home. The hour's message was on choosing salvation; and, again on stockinged feet as described above, she came to the altar and met, and accepted, Christ and the Gospel.
Update, some time after composition: Tiffany backslid to her previous lifestyle, proving that her experience at the altar was one of temporary enthusiasm, not true faith. The elect will persevere.
Almost five years later, I must say, regretably, that Tiffany did not remain in the faith, nor was even baptized.
