There is an old story, retold by Hugh Prather, in which a man was allowed to see his life at his death, symbolized as steps along a sandy shore. He noticed two sets of footprints during much of the walk, but from time to time noticed only one set, and it occurred to him that these were his most trying times. Why, he asked God, did you desert me when times were tough? God responded, “Yes, it is true that I walked beside you throughout life, holding your hand. But when there was only one set of footprints, that was when I was carrying you.”
MIRACLES EACH DAY 
AMEN!
Praise God.
I’ve always enjoyed that story. When we go to the beach we always try to take pictures of our foot prints, but the water washes them away. Thanks for sharing.
God has carried me many times.
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Love this ❤️
So true. Like any good father who will put his little child down to walk on its own only if there are no dangers around.
hes always ready to carry you if you stagger blessed are you if you get that opportunity to be carried by him. nice thought