Butt-Prints

I came across this poem recently - I have had it for years, and just put it inside my planner to remind me...

It is by an anonymous author, and every time I read it, a smile comes on my face, and I am forced to think about my plans and goals, and what I am doing for my, and my family's, future.

I thought I'd share it here for anyone who's never read it.  It's a different take on the "Footprints In The Sand" religous and motivational poem so popular.  If the word "butt" offends anyone, I hope I am forgiven, but I think in this context, that small word speaks loudly...

"Butt-Prints In The Sand"

"One night I had a wondrous dream, A set of prints on the sand was seen,

The footprints of my precious Lord, Yet mine were not along the shore."

"But then a stranger print appeared, I asked the Lord, "What have we here?"

"This print is large and round and neat, But Lord, it's just too big for feet."

"My child," HE said in somber tones, "For miles I carried you alone,

I challenged you to seek my face, Take up your cross and walk in grace.

You disobeyed, you would not grow.  You would not stand against the flow.

Your neck was stiff, your ears were shut, so there I dropped you on your butt!"

"Because in life there comes a time, When one must fight, when one must climb

When one rise and take a stand, or leave one's butt-prints in the sand!"

On your journey, are those footprints in your sand, or buttprints?