Footprints In The Sand

There was a point in my life when I felt that I hit rock bottom. I was at home, scared, and hurt. I was broken. Usually I talk to my friends, but I didn’t even have the courage not even with my best friend.

Weeks had passed and all I did was watch downloaded TV marathons and read books thinking that it would slowly lift me up and try to forget. Trying to pass the time away. I guess I was hoping for a miracle to land on my lap. Until one day, my grandpa came to visit. He needed me to print something that he researched on. Our computer at home was at the living room. And on top of it, was a framed print of ‘Footprints in the Sand’. While I was printing the pages, grandpa pointed at the framed print and asked me if I know the story. I said ‘yes’. And then he said ‘God will always be there for us. We are never alone. Like the poem, he will carry you. In times of hardship, you just have to call unto Him. You just pray.’ Tears started to roll down my face that I have to excuse myself so I could run and cry it off at my room.

I never really opened up to my family. Never talked about my feelings and problems. But when grandpa spoke to me, he seemed to know exactly how I was feeling. He was only there for good 15 minutes but seemed like he knew how much pain I am suffering with. And with his advice, I exactly knew which piece to start off with to rebuild myself. From then on, I started to regain strength. Then I started to talk to friends, and accepted everything that had happened as a part of a learning experience.

I will never forget my grandpa. He will be truly missed but his words of wisdom will never be forgotten. You will always be in my heart, grandpa!