Life Is Like A Footprint In The Sand

Life is indeed like a footprint in the sand at the waters edge. It is there one minute and gone the next. When you are young, your life stretches out ahead of you and it is difficult to imagine yourself as aged. Then you suddenly look back and realise how short it proved to be. Then when we die, we are soon forgotten. I know virtually nothing of my great grandparents. They are just names now. A footprint washed away.

Below is a photo of my footprint in the sand.


A few moments later, water washed over it and it was gone.


That sums up life to me. If we believe in evolution or an indifferent God, when we die the footprint is gone forever. If we believe in a caring God, we then rest our hope on the resurrection. The footprint then not only returns, but remains as if set in stone. Permanent, enduring and our life then has meaning. Death has no meaning, but being alive does.