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Friday, October 06, 2006

An old man, a little boy, and a donkey were heading towards a faraway city. As they started off on their journey, after awhile, both the old man and the little boy got tired. So they both rode on the donkey at the same time. As they passed the first village, people were looking at them with consternation, whispering to each other, "Look at how cruel that man and boy is, both riding the poor donkey, how tired that donkey must be". The old man felt ashamed, so he got down from the donkey and let the little boy ride on the donkey.

As they passed the second village, people were looking at them angrily, whispering to each other, "Look how disrespectful that boy is, riding on the donkey while the poor old man walked all this way on his own tired feet". Not wanting people to think ill of the little boy, the old man trade places, so that he rode on the donkey while the little boy walked on foot.

As they passed the third village, people were looking at them and frowned, whispering to each other, "Look how irresponsible that old man is, riding on the donkey while the poor little boy walked all this way on his tired little feet". Having gotten enough of the villagers' criticisms, both the old man and the little boy walked on their own, with their donkey following behind them.

Their walk was long, their shoes became torn and worn, their clothes dusty and dirty. Both looked very tired and are about to pass out at any moment. When they finally reached the city, people were looking and laughing at them and smirking, whispering to each other, "Look at the two foolish beggars, they have a donkey and yet do not ride it..instead of riding the donkey to save themselves some energy, they are suffering because of their foolishness."

:+:+:Dreamt by me:+:+:
|| 3:53 AM

One night a man had a dream.
he dreamed that he was walking along
the beach with the LORD.

across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
for each scene he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonging
to him, and the other to the LORD.

when the last scene of his life
flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints
in the sand.

he noticed that many times
along the path of his life
there was only one set of footprints.

he also noticed that it happened
at the very lowest and saddest times
in his life.

this really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it:
"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you,
you'd walk with me all the way.
but I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
i don't understand why when
i needed you most you would leave me."

The LORD replied:
"my son, my precious child,
i love you and i would never leave you.
during your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."