Imagine you and the Lord Jesus are walking 
down the road together. 

For much of the way the Lord's footprints go 
along steadily, consistantly, 
rarely varying the pace. 

But your footprints are a disorganized stream 
of zigzags,starts, stops, turnarounds, 
cirlces, 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 precisely in His steps. 

Inside His larger footprints are your smaller ones, 
safely 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 footprints is back. 

This time it is even worse! 
Zigzags all over the place. 
Stops....starts....Deep gashes in the sand. 
A veritable mess. 
You are amazed and shocked. 
Your dream ends. 

Now you pray: 
"Lord I understand the first scene 
with the zigzags and fits. 
I was a new Christian; I was just learning. 
But you walked on through the storm 
and helped me walk with you." 

"That is correct" 

"and when the smaller footprints 
were inside of Yours, 
I was actually learning to walk in Your steps; 
followed  You very closely." 

"Very good 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 footprints separated, 
and this time it was worse than at first." 

There was a pause 
as the Lord answers with a smile in his voice 

"You didn't know? 
That is 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. 
Ecclesiates 3:1,4 

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