Footprints in the sand
pressed deeply by two sets of feet.
They have a purpose in walking side by side.
But when one set disappears it easy to see,
by the weight carried by those lone prints,
that one has lifted the other and carried him when he could no longer walk alone.
The burdens that the one carried are now placed on the back of the other.
Not only does He carry the burdens – He lifts the other to a perfect peace.
As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension.
I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog.
I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ.
My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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I love to think of footprints in the sand, ours and God’s.