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Before my eyes had opened this morning I began this day with prayer.  I didn’t know what to say, and I felt like I was talking to myself.  Maybe I was just talking to myself, but I had hopes that God would hear me anyway.  I was reminded of an old poem, that has always been one of my favorites.  This morning I share it with you:

One night a man had a dream.
He dreamed he was walking along
the beach with the Lord.

Across the dark sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene, he noticed
two sets of footprints in the sand,
one beloning to him and the other to the Lord.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.
He noticed that many times along the path of his life
there was only one set of footprints.
He also noticed that it happened at the
very lowest and saddest times in his life.
This bothered him and he questioned the Lord about it.

“Lord, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you’d walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life there is
only one set of footprints.
I don’t understand why when I needed you most
you would leave me.”

The Lord replied “My precious, precious child,
I love you and would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffereing,
when you see only one set of footprints in the sand,
it was then that I carried you.”

Rising and Shining

I have two alarms set to wake me up in the morning.  The first is at 6:50 and the second is at 7:15.  When the first wakes me up, I turn it off and return to sleep a little bit longer.  What the first one does is take me out of that really deep sleep but still gives me time to rest a bit longer before actually having to get up.  The second alarm wakes me up again but for this one I just hit snooze.  This means it goes off again in 5 minutes.  I do this until I feel like getting up.

Here’s the problem… lately, when the 6:50 alarm wakes me up, I try to get back to sleep but I have to pee so badly it practically hurts.  So what do I have to do?  Well I get out of bed and stumble to the bathroom to do my thing.  Of course, now I’ve gotten out of bed which means that it’s even hard to get that extra bit of rest once I get back to bed.  Sometimes I just try to hold it but that’s a lost cause.

Anyway… I ought to get ready for work now.