Monthly Archives: April 2012

Footprints in the Snow

Yes, I know it’s May—but we still have snow on our acreage in the Northwest!

There are bird footprints on our porch, and paw prints lead a winding path past the barn. Richard and I wonder momentarily about a cougar, but the paws are too small—must be that big, gray,very friendly stray cat. Said kitty clearly sleeps in the barn, as there are paw prints to and from the ancient building. I follow them, and startle a pigeon in the rafters.

The hoof prints are too small for a moose; they must belong to one of the deer that enjoy munching on our bushes.

As I follow the tracks, I wonder what kind of footprints I’ve left for my family. All of our children have followed their own paths, but I see some places where they’ve walked close to mine. And I see this particularly in how Lisa and Maria are raising their little ones.

What paths will Tommy and Tina follow? Will they put their hands in the Hand of the Man from Galilee? If so,their lives will be exciting, fruitful, and a beautiful bridge to eternity.

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Henry

I introduced Tommy to Henry, the security supervisor in our building, when Tommy was four years old. Henry showed him how to push the red emergency button and told him what to say: “I’m a little boy and I’m lost!” Then we explained that Henry wouldn’t walk to the button to find Tommy, he’d run.

And then we practiced. Tommy pushed the button, Henry answered his cell phone, and Tommy said he’d lost his grandma. We assured Tommy that Henry would come right away if he got lost, and Tommy was well satisfied.

So was I. Not only with Tommy’s sense that he’d be looked after, but with my sense that Henry was exactly where he belonged.

I think most people accept that they have to work for a living, and most of the people in our building seem to enjoy their work. But there are a few individuals, like Henry, who seem to be an exact fit for their job.

I remember a fire drill during cold weather when some people wanted to get back in before the All Clear signal, and I watched Henry run up and down the sidewalk, blocking them. He was, and is, exactly the right person for the job.

Currently Tina wants to work as a nurse alongside her mom and Tommy wants to work in his mom’s office. We shall see what the future holds! Will God provide an “exact fit” for them? It will be exciting to see what He has planned.

“Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might”

Ecclesaistes 9:10  (King James Version)