FOOTPRINTS...A New Version
Imagine you and the Lord Jesus are
walking down the
road together. For much of the way, the
Lord's
footprints go along steadily, consistently, rarely
varying the
pace. But your footprints are a
disorganized stream of zigzags, starts,
stops,
turnarounds, circles, departures, and returns.
For much of the way, it seems to go like this,
but
gradually your footprints come more in line with the
Lord's, soon
paralleling His consistently. You and
Jesus are walking as true friends!
This seems
perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: Your
footprints
that once etched the sand next to Jesus'
are now walking precisely in His
steps. Inside His
larger footprints are your smaller ones, you and
Jesus
are becoming one.
This goes on for many miles, but gradually
you
notice another change. The footprints inside the
large footprints
seem to grow larger. Eventually
they disappear altogether. There is only
one set of
footprints they have become one. This goes on for a
long time,
but suddenly the second set of
footprints is back. This time it seems even
worse!
Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Gashes
in the sand. A
variable mess of prints. You are
amazed and shocked. Your dream
ends.
Now you pray: "Lord, I understand the first scene
with zigzags
and fits. I was a new Christian; I was
just learning. But you walked on
through the storm
and helped me learn to walk with you."
"That is
correct."
"... And when the smaller footprints were inside of
Yours, I
was actually learning to walk in Your
steps; followed you very closely."
"Very good. You
have understood everything so far."
"... When the
smaller footprints grew and filled in
Yours, I suppose that I was becoming
like you in
every way."
"Precisely."
"So, Lord, was there a regression
or something? The
footprints separated, and this time it was worse
than
at first."
There is a pause as the Lord answers with a smile in
his
voice. "You didn't know? That was when we
danced."
To everything
there is a season, a time for every
purpose under heaven: A time to weep, a
time to
laugh, a time to mourn, and a time to dance.
Ecclesiastes
3:1,4.
I ASKED GOD
I asked for a flower, He gave me a
garden.
I asked for a tree, He gave me a forest.
I asked for a river,
He gave me an ocean.
I asked for a friend, He gave me "YOU."
Author Unknown
