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|FOOTSTEPS IN THE SAND (standard:other, 696 words)|
|Author: nabor||Added: Nov 25 2000||Views/Reads: 2772/3||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A Christian Inspirational story of how life can seem to overwhelming sometimes, and how God can make a difference.|
One day I wandered down to the ocean to try and find peace in my life. my life was completly amiss and there didn't seem like there was any hope for me. I was depressed, lonely, and I thought i was all alone. I had no place to turn, and there was nothing left for me to do. I looked out on the ocean, and all i saw there were big billowing waves, crashing to the shore. I looked towards the sky, and what did i see? I saw dark clouds covering the sky, threatening gloom and despair. I felt the sand beneath my feet, burning my feet, and causing more misery. There was no where to turn. I was lost and so alone. My Mother had died when i was very young. I had a bad marriage with abuse and neglect. The only thing good that came out of this marriage was my little girl. But, at the age of 5 she was taken from me by a cruel car accident. There was nothing left of me anymore. I tossed around for years trying to find something that mattered, something that would make me feel like there was some hope. I searched and searched, but nothing was to be found. This is why I have come to the ocean today. To end it all! I stared down at the sand again, and all of a sudden there were footprints in the sand,that were not there before. I was curious so i started following the footsteps. I had nothing better to do. I walked, for what seemed like miles, and was just beginning to give up again, when in the distance i saw a Mother sitting with her little girl. As I neared them, the little girl ran up to me, and grabbed me by the leg. I stared dwon at her and thought of my little girl, whom i had lost many years ago. I pushed her away and said "go back to your Mother, ther is nothing for you here". The little girl smiles up at me and said "Hi, my name is Jenny". I could feel the rears welling up inside of me. I told her to go back to her Mommie. I told her iI had something to do, and had to get on with it. I had no reason to live anymore. The little girl did not leave. She just stood there looking at me. Finally she said "why are you crying"? I told her, You wouldn't understand child, if iI told you. The pain inside me was getting so bad i couldn't take it any longer. I pushed the child towards her Mother and started to walk away. As the child walked away, she turned back towards me and said "Jesus loves You, and so do I". The Mother started walking towards me and said "I feel you need Jesus in your life". I fell to my knees and started weeping out loud. The Mother and child prayed with me, right there in the sand. My life has changed that day at the ocean was the turning point. I know now that the footsteps in the sand were Jesus footsteps leading me to Him. If Jesus had not guided my footsteps to this child and her Mother that day, I would have wlaked into the ocean and never looked back. My life has changed, and I am fulfilled with the love of Jesus now. There is hope where there once was no hope. There is peace where there once was no peace. There is love, where i once felt no love. There is contentment where there once was only turmoil in my life. Don't ever feel there is no help for what hurts or tries to destroy you. There is always help with Jesus on your side. Let this story help you realize there is nothing so bad , in your life, that Jesus can't make better. When things get to rough for you to handle on your own, don't go to the ocean, go to Jesus. The ocean can take your life, but, Jesus can give you eternal life. Tweet
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