Footprints in the Snow

Recently, snow covered our house and driveway in a thick, white layer. It was beautiful. One of my favorite things about the snow is that you can trace your path and the paths of the others who have walked outside recently. One afternoon as I walked down the driveway, something struck me. In front of me and behind me were bootprints from where my dad had walked earlier. The thought struck me that we are always making foot prints wherever we go - we just normally can't see them. We mark paths and leave imprints throughout our lives. Often our prints are left on people we have known, in changes that occur in them because of our influence. We also can follow paths that others have created before us. As Christians, it is our duty to follow after the path of Jesus - to walk in his footsteps. It is never an easy path and we often look at the footprints quizzically, wondering why Jesus walked over such a rough path when there are so many smoother and seemingly better ones besides. Yet we must follow, step by step, after the footsteps of our Savior, for that path is the only one that leads to eternal life.