This week I have the great pleasure of being able to attend daily morning Mass at St. Catherine of Siena's in Springfield, MA. This Church has one corner in the back dedicated to "The Footprints" poem with this amazing sculpture. I wish I knew who the artist was. It is truly breathtaking and so comforting to think of Jesus carrying us like this.
Footprints
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
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