One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was
seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.
But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked the Lord, "What have
we here?"
Those prints are large and round
and neat,
"But Lord, they are too big for
feet."
"My child," He said in somber tones,
"For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait."
"You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith, you would not
know,
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your
butt."
"Because in life, there comes a
time,
When one must fight, and one must
climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
or leave their butt prints in the
sand."
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