Through the Walls

Friday, December 03, 2004


Celebrations


How are you? I hope that great. I’m doing fine. Well, we’re already planning the Christmas parties. We have one the 4th of December in a friend’s unit, another one on the 19th in another unit; the 24th we’ll do another one and the 30th will be the last party of this year. What we do is that each one buys food at the commissary, like rice, cheese, summer sausages, fish, soups, beans, Doritos, pork skins, crackers and stuff like that. Each one of us has to buy a few things and a friend of us cooks them, well, with our help, although I’m the least help because I don’t know how to cook much. But we have so much fun having these parties, because we forget, at least for a little while, that we’re in prison. I will tell you about the parties later on.

On the last Blog entry, I wrote a message I’d read that talked about God. Here is another one I read that same day, being that they were both together. I believe in God, but not like before. I don’t know why; it might be because of all of the things I see, read or hear, that I don’t know why God lets them happen.

This is all for now. Until next time.

Sincerely,

Pedro

Footprints

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed he was walking along the beach with the LORD. Across the Sky flashed scenes from his life. For each scene, he noticed two sets of footprints in the sand; one belonged to him, and the other to the LORD.

When the last scene of his life flashed before him, he looked back at the footprints in the sand. He noticed that many times along the path of his life there was only one set of footprints. He also noticed that it happened at the very lowest and saddest time in his life.

This really bothered him and he questioned the LORD about it. "LORD, you said that once I decided to follow you, you'd walk with me all the way. But I have noticed that during the most troublesome times in my life, there is only one set of footprints. I don't understand why when I needed you most you would leave me."

The LORD replied, "My precious, precious child, I love you and I would never leave you. During your times of trial and suffering, when you see only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you."

- Author Unknown -

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