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God Will Carry You

The Lord will never leave us
nor forsake us.
He promised He’d be with us
through it all.
It often seems
He’s walking right beside us
As he guides us through our problems,
large and small.
But there are times
we need Him all the more--
We wonder why we’re so alone
and helpless.
Why His hand’s not there to lead
us as before......
But, if we listen quietly,
He’ll tell us, “Take a moment and
remember what I said:
If you fail to see me
walking right beside you,
in my arms instead--
For together, we will cross
the highest mountain,
Together we will face the stormy sea,
You never are alone,
You’re never helpless!
I’ll carry you--
Let go and lean on me.”

Author Unknown To Me

Footprints in the Sand

One night a man
had a dream.
He dreamt he was
walking with the Lord.
Across the sky
flashed scenes of his life.
For each scene,
he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand;
one belonged to him,
and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of
his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the
footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times
along the path of his life there
was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it had
happened at the very lowest
and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered the man and
he questioned the Lord about it.

"Lord, you said that once I decided
to follow you, you'd walk with me all
the way. But I have noticed that during
the most troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
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 see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."


Mary Stevenson

Are You Leaving Butt Prints in the Sand?

One night I had a wondrous dream,
One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Creator,
But mine were not along the shore.

But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked the Creator, "What have we here?"
Those prints are large and round and neat,
"But Lord, they are too big for feet."

"My child," He said in somber tones,
"For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait."

"You disobeyed, you would not grow,
The walk of faith, you would not know,
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your butt."

"Because in life, there comes a time,
When one must fight, and one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the sand.

~ Author Unknown ~