I took this picture in Malibu.
It reminded me of a card stashed in my childhood wallet.
My Nana gave me two cards to put in it — and until recently, I’ve transferred both cards to every new wallet I’ve used.
One, was a business card for my Nana’s hairdresser, Grace.
The second card was from my Papa, a missionary.
You’ve probably seen it; the beautiful – yet ubiquitous – saying is printed on all sorts of gifts and wall art.
But whenever I see footprints in the sand, I think of it.
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 only one.
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 see 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 noticed that during the most trying periods of my life,
there has been only 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.”