Ireland and the World

It's all about the Land

Gentle Reader,

In Ireland a man is worth something if he has a bit of land. A wee place that he can call his own. That is the way of the world also. We all need something tangible to call our own. A bit of property that no one can take away, a place we can feel safe, a bit of comfort. But today in America the "land of opportunity" and place of vast expanse. The "Great American dream" has been stolen by the "greed merchants" look around you Gentle Reader! It's a sellers market the price of gasoline, food, everyday items that we all take for granted. They are rapidly disappearing and what hasn't been stolen has been whittled away so that you are in so much debt there is no way out. What will you do Gentle Reader when it is all taken away from you and you are left homeless, hungry, or sick and have no one to care for you ? Who will you count on? Your 401K,? savings account? friends? relatives?

So Gentle Reader, one must decide what is truly important For "For what is a man profited, if he shall GAIN the whole world, and lose his own SOUL? or what shall a man give in exchange for his SOUL?" (Matthew 16:26)

"Now imagine you and the Lord Jesus walking down the road together. For much of the way, the Lord's footprints go along steadily, consistently, rarely varying the pace. But your prints are a disorganized stream of zigzags, starts, stops, turnarounds, circles, departures and returns.

For much of the way it seems to go like this. But gradually, your footprints come more in line with the Lord's, soon paralleling His consistently. You and Jesus are walking as true friends.

This seems perfect, but then an interesting thing happens: your footprints that once etched the sand next to the Master's are now walking precisely in His steps. Inside His larger footprints is the small 'sandprint', safely enclosed. You and Jesus are becoming one.

This goes on for many miles. But gradually you notice another change. The footprint inside the larger footprint seems to grow larger. Eventually it disappears altogether. There is only one set of footprints. They have become one. Again, this goes on for a long time. But then something awful happens. The second set of footprints is back. And this time it seems worse. Zigzags all over the place. Stops. Starts. Deep gashes in the and. A veritable mess of prints.

You're amazed and shocked. But this is the end of your dream. Now you speak. 'Lord, I understand the first scene with the zigzags and fits and starts and so on. I was a new Christian, just learning. But You walked on through the storm and helped me learn to walk with you.'

'That is correct.'

'Yes, and when the smaller footprints were inside of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in Your steps. I followed You very closely.' 'Very good. You have understood everything so far.'

'Then the smaller footprints grew and eventually filled in with Yours. I suppose that I was actually growing so much that I was becoming like you in every way.'

'Precisely.'

'But this is my question. Lord.. Was there a regression or something? The footprints went back to two, and this time it was worse than the first.'

The Lord smiles, then laughs. 'You didn't know?' He says. 'That was when we danced'."

Love, Denis