Heres a new, hopefully less contraversial post...
FOOTPRINTS...A New Version (I like it but the old is my fav... what d o you think?)
>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."
>
>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? 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.
Love,Peace,& Hope
~*Jen
>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."
>
>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? 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.
Love,Peace,& Hope
~*Jen