| FOOTPRINTS . . . A New Version |
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| 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. |
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| But your footprints are a disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures, and returns. |
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| 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. |
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| You and Jesus are walking as true friends! |
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| 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. |
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| Inside His larger footprints are your smaller ones, you and Jesus are becoming one. |
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| This goes on for many miles, but gradually you notice another change. The footprints inside the large footprints seem to grow larger. |
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| Eventually they disappear altogether. There is only one set of footprints. They have become one. |
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| 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. |
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| You are amazed and shocked. Your dream ends. Now you pray: |
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| "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." |
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| "And when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your steps, following You very closely." |
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| "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." |
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| "Precisely."
So, Lord, was there a regression or something? The footprints separated, and this time it was worse than at first." |
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| There is a pause as the Lord answers, with a smile
in His voice.
"You didn't know? It was then that we danced!" |
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| – Anonymous |
| April 9, 2006 |
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