Will you see my footprints

We come in dust and leave in wind

Will you see my footprints

When the beginning meets the end

I’ve never been much concerned about my legacy. When I’m gone, I’ve moved on to another place. No, it doesn’t concern me. I’m more interested in the effect I can have while I’m here. Can I convince others that God wants them to have joy, not just happiness because happiness comes and goes while joy stays with us. Can I convince my grandchildren they need to walk constantly with God? Can I convince them that we’re all alike, no matter if we’re skinny or not, handsome or not, brilliant or not. Will they understand that all this drama in their life will seem amusing as they gain life experience? Will they understand that we can only advance through experience, so embrace life, cherish it, and always relate back to the Source. Will they understand that goals can be met through many different doors, so never give up—-Never.

These things are more important to me than what someone might say or write about me later on. Like Jimmy Buffet said: I’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead.

Peace,

Dick