This hasn't been a good week for running. I've only done 13 miles so far and am not sure if I'm going to get another one in. It's just been an extremely busy week and I feel like I can actually use that as an excuse. There really has been little time to run, that is if I wanted to sleep. And I did prefer to sleep. Hopefully I'll be able to have a little more time next week with most school days being 1/2 days.
On to the topic......Here we go again. Since this crazy web hosting blog company thing deleted my post last week called "Footprints," I'll try to recreate it here, but I know it won't be exactly the same. Don't you hate when something good you've written gets deleted?? Every once in a while, our home computer will shut down the internet and it always seems to happen when we've typed this long email to someone. It's so frustrating to have to try and recreate it. So that's what's going on here. It's frustrating, but worth it because I think it was a good thought. If you read the first one, feel free to let me know if I left out anything.
Right after Griffin died, we were told about a company called "Precious Prints" that makes imprints of childrens' hands and feet. We were told they also do it for babies, even ones t
It also made me think about one of my favorite writings called "Footprints" which I'm sure many of you have read. I'll print it below as well. I love how at the end, the man realizes that God has been carrying him. God has certainly been carrying me these last several weeks. But it also made me think about my "footprints" or my impressions being left behind. Where have my footprints gone? What impression do they leave to others? What about yours? Your footprints each day either move closer to God or away from Him. Every decision you make does the same. How many times have your footprints led to someone in need, especially someone who needs God? When your footprints leave a room, what do others say about them? About you? I know it shouldn't matter what others think but if your influence leads them away from God, it does matter. We should be leading others closer to God by our words, our actions, our mannerisms, our behavior, and our example. Think about where your footprints take you each day. Are you really moving closer to God with every step, every second of every hour? If so, great! Keep going. Bring others along. If not, change directions. Watch your footprints carefully. The path is narrow (Matt. 7:14). Stay on it! I'm trying my best each day to do the same. Satan's powerful and can push you off that path, but get right back on. It's NEVER too late. I'm staying on to see my God, my Savior, my family, and my son.
I love Griffin and I love God.
Keep runnin'. The PRIZE awaits. (Php. 3:14)
-Albert (2 writings below)
Children's Footprints
By: Doreen Sexton
Some children come into our lives and go quickly.
Some children come into our live and stay awhile,
All our children come into our lives and leave
footprints--
Some oh so small;
Some a little larger;
Some, larger still,
But all have left their footprints on our lives;
in our hearts,
And we will never, never be the same.
I think you did a good job recreating this post - very close to the original if my recall is correct.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you were able to get the hand and foot prints - that's amazing.
I can't tell you how happy I am that "Children's Footprints" comforted you in this hardship! Doreen Sexton is my mother, and she wrote that poem specifically for this purpose. I'm going to show her your post tonight, she will love it! And I know she will be so happy that she was able to provide you with some comfort. God bless!
ReplyDeleteDear Albert:
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry to learn about the death of your tiny Griffin.
My son just directed me to your page. I am humbled that you have been touched by "Children's Footprints."
God placed this poem in my mind during a sermon, more than twenty-five years ago, after the death of our full-term stillborn son, Joshua Keith Sexton. It was then used for a Pregnancy & Infant Loss Memorial & Service at what is now Banner Good Samaritan Medical Center - Phoenix, Arizona. About 8 years ago, I was very excited and blessed, to meet Kathe Wunnenberg. She wanted to use the poem in her book. She also started,Hope Lifters, http://www.hopelifters.blogspot.com/
I am thrilled that God has used me as his vessel, to minister to others. I am touched that you have been comforted. May God continue to hold you up, and be a vessel used by Him.
God Bless You,
Doreen Whitaker-Sexton