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Called to Be

and I dreamt I had a conversation with my Father in Heaven:

“Who do you call me to be?”

“My child.”

“Where do you call me to be?

“Where you are, and where the wind takes you.”

“What do you call me to do?”

“To live authentically, to glorify your God,
showing your love for your God;

to love your neighbour:
to preach the good news of the Kingdom, and make disciples;
to release captives, and heal the sick;
to care for orphans and widows, feed the hungry,
and serve the poor and needy.”

“Lord, let it be as you say. Amen.

New Year’s Resolution #3 – to make possibility become reality

This one is deliberately vague, but maybe pitched in this way it might strike a chord with some readers’ own aspirations for 2017:

to rationalise life’s resources – not stretching self nor time too thin;
to release life’s potential – making every capability and day count;
to realise hopes and dreams – turning possibility into reality . . .

(I will commit however, to keeping account as the promise of possibility is progressively realised – watch this space!)

Further Footprints

Footprints-in-the-Sand

Many will be familiar with the prosaic poem, ‘Footprints in the Sand’:

One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one only.
This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat,
I could see only one set of footprints, so I said to the Lord,
“You promised me Lord, that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of footprints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?”
The Lord replied, “The years when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you.”
– Mary Stevenson, 1936

I imagined a continuation . . .

“Further down the beach Lord, once again I see only one set of footprints,
but that was at a time of my life when my faith was strongest – I don’t understand”
The Lord replied, “When you drew nearest to me, was when we walked in step my child:
No longer alongside one another, but with you following the path which I trod,
And every step falling within the footprints I made in leading you.”