We all make them everyday! Unique to us, tellers of tales, and witnesses to our lives.
There are all kinds of tracks in this photograph, taken some weeks ago. I have no idea who these individuals are; their story, their hopes, their fears, their dreams. They probably made their tracks in the sand at different times. When the tide rolled in they were erased and reconfigured, ready for the receding of the tide and the restarting of the process. Like the ebb and flow of life.
I remember a lovely moment when, as an undergraduate, reading Geology and Mineralogy, I found myself on a field trip among the strata of the Jurassic Coast. We were following the tracks of a small quadruped dinosaur. Suddenly one track veered to the left and the other carried on! Did the animal have an ability to split in two and then reassemble itself!!? Our tutor could offer no explanation, but we had some interesting suggestions in the pub that evening!
Jesus Christ left real tracks as he walked on the earth. He was as human as we are, but claimed he was God’s Son. There’s that lovely moment in John’s Gospel (Chapter 14) where Jesus tells the disciples that he is moving on to be with his Father; quick as a flash Thomas says, ‘..we don’t know where you are going, so how can we know the way?‘ He was trying to be clever, but Jesus simply says, ‘I am the way, the truth and the life, no one comes to the Father except through me.’ Simple, but profound. An invitation to a relationship with God.
Where are your footsteps taking you (metaphorically speaking!?). However you answer that, please know that your footsteps are unique and that Jesus Christ walks with you, each moment.