Sunday, April 09, 2006

Anonymous said...

I left my footprint in the sand and although it was my footprint no one could possibly know that it was me. The only thing certan is that someone had placed their foot into the grain.

As I stepped away I marveled at the anonyminity of it all. If the sand was the "rutter of history" as the narrator described then the imprint of my foot which God had molded at creation was His very signature.

Whatever it is that I have that might be left behind that will truly ink history's pages will be his and his alone. No face or name other then His will be read in the grains of the sand.

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