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Footprints in the Sand



I took this photo on the beach in Costa Rica. For some reason, I just love it. My men, walking hand in hand along the beach. And looking at it reminds me of the poem Footprints In The Sand.

One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Scenes from his life flashed across the sky
and he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand,
one belonging to him and the other to the Lord.
When the last scene of his life had flashed before him,
he recalled that at the lowest and saddest times of his life
there was only one set of footprints.
Dismayed, he asked, "Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you'd walk with me all the way.
I don't understand why, when I needed you most,
you would leave me."
The Lord replied, "My precious child.
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering
when you saw only one set of footprints...

That was when I carried you."

Comments

alimum said…
Just wanted to drop by and let you know I am thinking of you.
karrie said…
What a beautiful picture!

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