My 50th birthday was a fun day that ended quite amazingly. I was blogging and commenting as hard and fast as I could in an effort to make it to 50,000 points…it was impossible for me to reach on my own, so with the help of some fellow Rainers I was given the gift of 50,000 points. I WAS SOOOO EXCITED! It was very memorable and quite fun, Thanks again to everyone who participated.
I really didn’t know how sad of a state I was in at the time and what was really weighing me down. My oldest daughter had successful open heart surgery in January of 2008, she survived and was doing quite well- she still is doing wonderfully, Thank God!
Why should I be down? She survived, she’s doing so well! Hmmm. It took some time for me to get a grip on myself, to see somewhat into my little world. One thing and one thing only has kept me in spite of myself, that is my relationship with God my Father.
I’m grateful, so very grateful for all that I’ve been through for I know it is He who has walked beside me and carried me through those tough times. When it took nearly 2 hours to revive my daughter after her surgery and the after thoughts of what would I have done if... Times when income seemed like it would just not come and the thought of loss seemed overwhelming, but God has truly provided for me and my family. Times when I didn’t act like I believed in Him and talked like a truck driver rather than a child of God.
Gratitude is such a small word to describe my BIG GOD especially when He loves me and cares for me when I’m less than lovable or even likeable. No I’m not being down on myself but I am a realist after all.
The following poem has been a reality in my life over the last year and a half, probably much more than that. I’d like to share it with you, may it encourage you.
Footprints in the Sand
One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one only.
This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints, so I said to the Lord,
“You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?”
The Lord replied, “The years when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you.”
By Mary Stevenson
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