Friday, September 01, 2006
footprints in the sand.Whenever I see footprints at a beach, I am always reminded of this poem about a man having a conversation with God. The man asked God why there are only one set of footprints in the sand, especially in times when he needs God the most. God's reply to the man was that He(God) was there all the time. God was carrying the man through his hardest times. The footprints in the sand were God's and not the man.
He, whom we take for granted. He, whom we always forget is always there. I am no saint. Definitely far from a good believer of faith. But I try, and God knows the many times I have fallen and how many times I will keep falling. I had times when I had my doubts about God, but when I see the footprints in the sand, I know He holds my hand. GOD, the one that lives in our hearts. Most of us at least.
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