Post by MIRIAM JACOB on Nov 7, 2006 12:13:39 GMT -5
Leaving Footprints Behind By Cara Heinish
The sound of my feet crunching in the snow was music to my ears. I loved winter, I loved Christmas. I breathed heavily just to see the puffs of fog that the hot air from my mouth produced as it met the cold winter air. From the thick crunchy snow I made my way to the side walk so that the snow wouldn't find it's way into my boot and start melting. The sidewalk had been cleared of snow not too long ago but there was a clean blanket of snow sitting nicely on it. I walked forward, today was a different day. I felt as if something new would happen as if my world would be changed in a matter of minutes. Far ahead I saw something laying on the walkway, I already set it in my mind to by-pass whatever it might be. Curiosity grabbed me, what was taking up the whole sidewalk over there? A rock? who would put a rock on the sidewalk? especially one that big. I skipped in my step to quicken my pace. The world seemed to rotate under my feet and i felt like I was going no where. I stopped in frustration. Why in the world wasn't I getting closer? I started to run but my run felt like a fast walk, I felt like I was stuck in the same spot. Hadn't this lamp post been here five seconds ago. My anger got to me, I bent down picked up a handful of snow and formed an almost perfect ball. I threw it towards the object but even if I had a good throw I knew it would never make it. I closed my eyes I waited for the sound of the snow to thump on the ground, but my ears were met with a splat instead. My eyes flew open, had I hit someone? But there in front of me was the mysterious object. An umbrella. Wasn't I much farther away from it? By the looks of how thick the snow lay on top and around the umbrella it look like it had been here as long as the blanket of snow on the side walk. Who could have left it there, perfectly in the middle of the walkway? Especially that it was open, how could someone loose something so big? I stood there for three more minutes absolutely amazed. I wondered if I should take it but it looked too beautiful with the snow just right on the top, I could set myself to going near it. I decided to just walk by it, as I had originally planned. I slowly made my way to try and pass it by, there was something about this umbrella that was different, I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. I stopped just inches away from it, I dare not touch it for the snow would fall off. I bent down looked at it from every angle possible without moving from my spot. Should I just go around and continue on my path? or should I take up this umbrella to a new world? How silly I sounded, the umbrella wasn't like a portal to another world, it was just an umbrella. I reached out to grab the handle, but stopped short, why was this so hard? I shoved my hand under the umbrella grabbed the handle and stood up fast. See nothing happened why had I been so worried. The umbrella hung over my head and I noticed that the snow on top hadn't fallen, that was good it looked pretty this way. I suddenly felt as if I was moving, was there an earthquake somewhere nearby? I looked down at the ground to find I was slowly being lifted, my heels left the ground and my toes slowly rose up. I was terrified and extremely excited all at once. I didn't scream, make a sound, nothing. The only thing that crossed my mind was one question, where am i going? Finally we reached the destination. I found myself standing on a sidewalk face to face with a man.
"Hello Cara"
I knew who this man was. I wanted to say hello back, I wanted to tell him I loved him, but I couldn't speak. My eyes filled with water, I couldn't hold back the tears anymore and they rushed down my face. The man held out his hand for me to take. I let go of the umbrella and grabbed his hand. We continued the walk down the path, our path, and everything seemed more perfect than before, nothing could take me away from this path. No one could take me away from my Jesus.
The umbrella floated, down. Down, down, down. Back down to where I had found it. It softly landed where it once lay, looked how it once had, perfectly untouched. The only trace of me were the footprints I left behind.
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The sound of my feet crunching in the snow was music to my ears. I loved winter, I loved Christmas. I breathed heavily just to see the puffs of fog that the hot air from my mouth produced as it met the cold winter air. From the thick crunchy snow I made my way to the side walk so that the snow wouldn't find it's way into my boot and start melting. The sidewalk had been cleared of snow not too long ago but there was a clean blanket of snow sitting nicely on it. I walked forward, today was a different day. I felt as if something new would happen as if my world would be changed in a matter of minutes. Far ahead I saw something laying on the walkway, I already set it in my mind to by-pass whatever it might be. Curiosity grabbed me, what was taking up the whole sidewalk over there? A rock? who would put a rock on the sidewalk? especially one that big. I skipped in my step to quicken my pace. The world seemed to rotate under my feet and i felt like I was going no where. I stopped in frustration. Why in the world wasn't I getting closer? I started to run but my run felt like a fast walk, I felt like I was stuck in the same spot. Hadn't this lamp post been here five seconds ago. My anger got to me, I bent down picked up a handful of snow and formed an almost perfect ball. I threw it towards the object but even if I had a good throw I knew it would never make it. I closed my eyes I waited for the sound of the snow to thump on the ground, but my ears were met with a splat instead. My eyes flew open, had I hit someone? But there in front of me was the mysterious object. An umbrella. Wasn't I much farther away from it? By the looks of how thick the snow lay on top and around the umbrella it look like it had been here as long as the blanket of snow on the side walk. Who could have left it there, perfectly in the middle of the walkway? Especially that it was open, how could someone loose something so big? I stood there for three more minutes absolutely amazed. I wondered if I should take it but it looked too beautiful with the snow just right on the top, I could set myself to going near it. I decided to just walk by it, as I had originally planned. I slowly made my way to try and pass it by, there was something about this umbrella that was different, I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. I stopped just inches away from it, I dare not touch it for the snow would fall off. I bent down looked at it from every angle possible without moving from my spot. Should I just go around and continue on my path? or should I take up this umbrella to a new world? How silly I sounded, the umbrella wasn't like a portal to another world, it was just an umbrella. I reached out to grab the handle, but stopped short, why was this so hard? I shoved my hand under the umbrella grabbed the handle and stood up fast. See nothing happened why had I been so worried. The umbrella hung over my head and I noticed that the snow on top hadn't fallen, that was good it looked pretty this way. I suddenly felt as if I was moving, was there an earthquake somewhere nearby? I looked down at the ground to find I was slowly being lifted, my heels left the ground and my toes slowly rose up. I was terrified and extremely excited all at once. I didn't scream, make a sound, nothing. The only thing that crossed my mind was one question, where am i going? Finally we reached the destination. I found myself standing on a sidewalk face to face with a man.
"Hello Cara"
I knew who this man was. I wanted to say hello back, I wanted to tell him I loved him, but I couldn't speak. My eyes filled with water, I couldn't hold back the tears anymore and they rushed down my face. The man held out his hand for me to take. I let go of the umbrella and grabbed his hand. We continued the walk down the path, our path, and everything seemed more perfect than before, nothing could take me away from this path. No one could take me away from my Jesus.
The umbrella floated, down. Down, down, down. Back down to where I had found it. It softly landed where it once lay, looked how it once had, perfectly untouched. The only trace of me were the footprints I left behind.
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Article Source: www.faithwriters.com