I received a text message recently that read, <\/p>\n\n\n\n
“Just pray. I feel like I am getting thrashed a million different ways on a daily basis.”<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n We’ve all been there\u2026days where we want to put a big black “X” on the calendar and wish the day never happened. Sometimes those days turn into weeks and then months. That’s when we need each other and we really need Jesus. But what if it doesn’t feel like He is there.<\/p>\n\n\n\n I think it was a recent Facebook post where somebody posted this very wonderful poem. You probably have seen it posted somewhere. Maybe on grandma’s kitchen wall. I decided to not blow past the post but rather take the time to read the whole poem. The concluding line is something to ponder.<\/p>\n\n\n\n After the last scene of my life flashed before me, This really troubled me, so I asked the Lord about it. He whispered, “My precious child, I love you and will never leave you I received a text message recently that read, “Just pray. I feel like I am getting thrashed a million different ways on a daily basis.” We’ve all been there\u2026days where we want to put a big black “X” on the calendar and wish the day never happened. Sometimes those days turn into weeks and then months. That’s when we need… Read more →<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[76,1],"tags":[78,77],"class_list":["post-1141","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-thursday-thoughts","category-uncategorized","tag-alone","tag-walk","xfolkentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/menslifebloomington.org\/bloomenlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1141","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/menslifebloomington.org\/bloomenlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/menslifebloomington.org\/bloomenlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/menslifebloomington.org\/bloomenlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/menslifebloomington.org\/bloomenlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1141"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/menslifebloomington.org\/bloomenlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1141\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1143,"href":"http:\/\/menslifebloomington.org\/bloomenlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1141\/revisions\/1143"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/menslifebloomington.org\/bloomenlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1141"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/menslifebloomington.org\/bloomenlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1141"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/menslifebloomington.org\/bloomenlife\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1141"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
Footprints In The Sand<\/strong>
One night I dreamed a dream.
As I was walking along the beach with my Lord.
Across the dark sky flashed scenes from my life.
For each scene, I noticed two sets of footprints in the sand,
One belonging to me and one to my Lord.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nI looked back at the footprints in the sand.
\nI noticed that at many times along the path of my life,
\nespecially at the very lowest and saddest times,
\nthere was only one set of footprints.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\n“Lord, you said once I decided to follow you,
\nYou’d walk with me all the way.
\nBut I noticed that during the saddest and most troublesome times of my life,
\nthere was only one set of footprints.
\nI don’t understand why, when I needed You the most, You would leave me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\nNever, ever, during your trials and testings.
\nWhen you saw only one set of footprints,
\nIt was then that I carried you.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"