The last month has been eventful for our family, to say the least. We’ve had enjoyable times together, cheering at ball games and track meets, working as a team around the farm. We’ve also had times of devastation, where an unexpected life event sweeps in like an F-5 tornado and leaves so much debris you don’t know where to begin cleanup. Sometimes it takes the tornado to make us appreciate the clear skies, as we tend to take our days for granted. The storm forces us to slow down and reflect, perhaps enlightens us to much needed changes.
I’m blessed to know the One who can calm the storm, The One who hold tomorrow.
During our difficulty, I was reminded of the poem Footprints my mom had framed and mounted our living room wall when I was a kid. For anyone who isn’t familiar with this story, a person reflects on his journey in life, represented by the beach. He’s comforted by the two sets of footprints in the sand throughout the years–his footprints and the Lord’s. At times, only one set of footprints can be seen, and he asks the Lord, “Where were you then?” The Lord answers, “Those footprints are mine. These were the times I picked you up and carried you.”
Oh, how good God is to carry us during times we can’t carry ourselves.
This poem had me craving the sand, so I took advantage of the good weather last week and spent time with my four-year-old, playing with him in his sandbox. I buried my toes in the cool sand, thought of the poem once again, thanked God for all his goodness, and spent an hour enjoying the little blessings with my son.
~Candice Sue Patterson is the author of Bright Copper Kettles and Silver White Winters, both contemporary romances in a Christmas setting. Her debut novel How to Charm a Beekeeper’s Heart will release later this year. Candice lives on a hobby farm in Indiana with her husband and three sons. For more on Candice and her books, visit her website at www.candicesuepatterson.com.