|Charles McKeever posted
Probably everyone has seen
a version of this at some point in their lives...this is a little
different version.. I don't reveal names but a member sent me an e-mail
and the topic was 'how do I know that God is real?"
I couldn't make up my mind
to send you a private message or public...and I'm still trying to sort
out the answer in hope that you will understand why I believe ..without
making a nuisance of myself...but you asked.. so don't blame me for
answering in whatever fashion I choose...until I do answer, read this...
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
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; followed you very
closely." "Very good. You have understood everything so
"... When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours, I
suppose that I was becoming like you in every way."
"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? That was when 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.
I ASKED GOD
I asked for a flower, He gave me a garden.
I asked for a tree, He gave me a forest.
I asked for a river, He gave me an ocean.
I asked for a friend, He gave me "YOU."