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, following you very closely."
"Very good.. You have understood everything so far."
"So...When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I suppose that I
was becoming like you in every way."
"Precisely!" said Jesus.
"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? It was then that 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
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, following you very closely."
"Very good.. You have understood everything so far."
"So...When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I suppose that I
was becoming like you in every way."
"Precisely!" said Jesus.
"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? It was then that 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 really enjoyed the email. Then I got this in my inbox:
Kylie: "I got confused on the dancing part..."
I reply, "They say you dance in Heaven, silly."
Kylie hits me back, "God has seen me dance and I do not think he would appreciate me doing it there. Anyway, i have never heard that...who says that? I think Heaven smells like cherry lemonade candles and has unlimited frozen cokes
Me: haaaaaa I just laughed so hard at your dancing and ideas. Can we add cinnamon free?! :) And don't you know by now that "they say" means we don't know who said it first?
Kylie: I like cinnamon. Your Heaven can be cinnamon free. I think we all have our own versions anyway so my heaven and yours may intertwine but you will not smell cinnamon or lemonade even if I do. I've thought long and hard about this previously. I'm glad you got a kick out of it though. I am, however, quite serious on the smell and frozen cokes because without them how in the heck could it be called Heaven?
She cracks me up!!!!!
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