In the last post/article the topic of loneliness and being your own best friend raised some very interesting comments. Many people already know what it is to be their own best friend, while some are still struggling with the idea.
Lets look at loneliness and having a best friend, especially during our worst and most vulnerable moments in a different light.
I do remember my grandfather always being my best friend. I could talk and discuss anything with him, and he always had answers to everything. One of those encounters involved me being upset cause something wasn’t going right with some assignment I had taken up in school. When he saw my frustration, he sat with me and asked me what was wrong. I told him in my 15 year old self “Why does this happen to me? Why do I have to take the hardest assignment? No one in my class will help with it cause they are all so busy with their’s!!”..Well, my rant went on. Grandpa heard all of it. Then when I couldn’t rant no more he said..”Let me tell you a little story of a man who was much like you. He was also upset and angry about being left alone during a very important assignment”… Below is that very story-
One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with God. Across the sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand. One belonged to him and the other to God. 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 God about it, “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 alone.” God replied, “My precious, precious man, 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.”
Moral of this story: Youre never ever alone, especially during your most trying times. God is always with you. Even if you cant be your own best friend as yet, make sure to acknowledge the fact that God is your best friend always!
Now its your turn…What are your thoughts on this story my grandpa shared with me? What did you learn from it? Enlighten me…
Note- Just before I was about to hit publish for this post, I googled footprints in the sand and saw that this story was originally written by a Mary Stevenson in 1936 when she was just a little girl. Amazing how the right stories just find its way into our lives if we let them !
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