For much of the way, the Lord's footprints go alone steadily, consistently, rarely varing the pace.
But your footprints are a disorganized stream of zigzags, starts,
stops, turnarounds, circles, departures and returns.
For much of the way, it seems to go like this, but gradually your footprints come more in line with the Lord's soon paralleling His consistently.
You and Jesus are walking as true friends !
This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: Your footprints that once etched the sand next to Jesus' are now walking precisely in His steps. Inside His larger footprints are your smaller ones, you and Jesus are becoming one.
This goes on for many miles, but gradually you notice another change.
The footprints inside the large footprints seem to grow larger.
Eventually they disappear altogether.
There is only one set of footprints, they have become one.
This goes on for a long time, but suddenly the second
set of footrpints is back.
This time it sems even worse !
Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Gashes in the sand.
A verible mess of prints. You are amazed and shocked.
Your dream ends.
Now you pray. "Lord, I understand the first scene with zigzags and fits. I was a new Christian; I was just learning. But you walked on through the storm and helped me learn how to walk with You."
"THAT IS CORRECT."
"....And when the smaller footrpints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning how to walk in Your steps; followed You very closely."
"VERYGOOD. YOU HAVE UNDERSTOOD EVERYTHING SO FAR."
"...When the smaller footprints grew and filled in Yours I suppose I was becoming like You in every way."
"PRECISELY."
"So, Lord, was there a regression or something ? The footpints seperated, and this time it was worse than at first."
There is a pause as the Lord answers with a smile in His voice.
"YOU DON'T KNOW ? THAT WAS WHEN WE DANCED."
TO EVERYTHING THERE IS A SEASON, A TIME FOR EVERY PURPOSE UNDER HEAVEN: A TIME TO WEEP, A TIME TO LAUGH, A TIME TO MOURN, AND A TIME TO DANCE.
Ecclesiastes 3:1,4
