That was from a poem called Footprints in the Sand.
One night a man had a dream. He dreamed
he was walking along the beach with the LORD.
Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene 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 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 happened at the very
lowest and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him 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 son, 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."
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2007-01-08 03:18:34
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answer #1
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answered by Kenneth G 6
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One night a man had a dream. He dreamed
he was walking along the beach with the LORD.
Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene 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 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 happened at the very
lowest and saddest times in his life.
This really bothered him 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 son, 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."
2007-01-08 11:13:06
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answer #2
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answered by Anonymous
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You're wanting the poem, "Footprints in the Sand."
I prefer the poem, "Buttprints in the Sand." The same basic concept, told from the point of view of the Goddess:
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One night amidst a wondrous dream,
Far below a tropical shore could be seen,
As I gazed down upon this peaceful land,
I saw the Goddess' footprints in the sand.
Her tracks went deep in the glittering shore,
Evidence of the heavy load she bore,
I looked around and was about to ask,
"What is the source of so great a task?"
But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked Her, "What have we here?
These prints are large and round and neat,
But much too large to be from feet."
"My child", She said in somber tone,
"for miles I have carried you alone."
"This walk was to help you learn and grow,
You must walk to learn what I already know".
So out of Love I finally gave 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".
Adapted by Ronald S. Eppich
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2007-01-08 11:13:12
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answer #3
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answered by Anonymous
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Well considering the fact that jesus is a fictional character in a book of bronze-age jewish mythology, how could he be "with someone" at ANY point in their lives?
That's just silly.
2007-01-08 11:16:35
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answered by Yoda Greene 3
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YOU MIGHT BE REMEMBERING THE POEM FOOTSTEPS "WHEN I LOOKED BACK ON MY LIFE AND SAY ONLY ONE SET OF FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND FOR MY TIMES OF TROUBLE AND TRIBULATION I ASKED THE LORD OF THIS AND HE ANSWERED ME SAYING MY PRECIOUS PRECIOUS CHILD WHEN YOU WERE IN YOUR DARKEST HOUR OF NEED I WAS CARRYING YOU THROUGH" GOOD POEM MAN THANKS GOT ME TO THINKING OF IT AGAIN I AM GLAD TO THANKS
2007-01-08 11:23:22
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answered by THE WAR WRENCH 4
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