My name is Jim Myers. It
was close to the end of 1990, a few months after my
first grandson was born, I was sitting in my study flipping
through a magazine when the picture above appeared. My eyes immediately
locked on the soles of two little shoes -- on the feet of a dead child laying
between two adults which I assumed were its parents.
As I looked at those little shoes, I wondered if that
the little child had a grandfather somewhere and if he cared as much for
him as I did about my grandson. As I read the story and pondered how
that could have happened to that little child, one question popped
into my mind. Read the complete story at -- http://www.biblicalheritage.org/the-little-shoes.html