hind sight

[Guest guest]

One night I had a wondrous dream,

 

One set of footprints there was seen,

 

The footprints of my precious Lord,

 

But mine were not along the shore.

 

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But then some stranger prints appeared,

 

And I asked the Lord, "What have we here?"

 

Those prints are large and round and neat,

 

"But Lord, they are too big for feet."

 

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"My child," He said in somber tones,

 

"For miles I carried you alone.

 

I challenged you to walk in faith,

 

But you refused and made me wait."

 

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"You disobeyed, you would not grow,

 

The walk of faith, you would not know,

 

So I got tired, I got fed up,

 

And there I dropped you on your butt."

 

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"Because in life, there comes a time,

 

When one must fight, and one must climb,

 

When one must rise and take a stand,

 

Or leave their butt prints in the sand."