Footprints in the Sand

A few years back, one of my close friends painted a cushion (yes, a cushion) for my grandma. She's an artist of sorts, and amazing at it too. She painted a really beautiful poem onto the cushion, and I was just reminded of this poem right now. It just reminds me that even in the hardest of times, I'm not alone!


Last night I had a dream.
I dreamt I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Across the sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand: one belonged to me, the other to the Lord.
After the last scene of my life flashed before me, I looked back at the footprints in the sand.
I noticed that at many times along the path of my life, especially at the very lowest and saddest times, there was only one set of footprints.

This really troubled me, so I asked the Lord about it.
Lord, you said once I decided to follow you,
You’d walk with me all the way.
But I noticed that during the saddest
and most troublesome times of my life,
there was only one set of footprints.
I don’t understand why, when I needed You the most,
You would leave me.

The Lord replied,
My daughter, my precious child,
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of suffering, when you could see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you.


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