Another Way of Looking at the Poem, "Footprints"

I received this in the -email and thought it
was very good and decided I would put it on
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FOOTPRINTS...A New Version 

Imagine you and the Lord are walking down
the road together. For much of the way,
the Lord's footprints go along steadily,
consistently, rarely varying the pace. But
your footprints 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 HE are walking
as true friends! This seems perfect, but
then an interesting thing happens: Your
footprints that once etched the sand next
to HIS are now walking precisely in His
steps. Inside His larger footprints are
your smaller ones, you and HE are becoming
one. This goes on for many miles, but
gradually you notice another change. The
footprints inside the large footprints
seem to grow larger. Eventually they
disappear altogether. There is only one
set of footprints. They have become one.
This goes on for a long time, but suddenly
the second set of footprints is back. This
time it seems even worse! Zigzags all over
the place. Stops. Starts. Gashes in the
sand. A variable mess of prints. You are
amazed and shocked. Your dream ends. Now
you pray: 'Lord, I understand the first
scene, with zigzags and fits. I was a new
Christian; I was just learning. But You
walked on through the storm and helped me
learn to walk with You.'
'That is correct.'
'And when the smaller footprints were inside
of Yours, I was actually learning to walk in
Your steps, following You very closely.'
'Very good.. You have understood everything
so far.' When the smaller footprints grew
and filled in Yours, I suppose that I was
becoming like You in every way.'
'Precisely.'
'So, Lord, was there a regression or
something? The footprints separated, and
this time it was worse than at first.'
There is a pause as the Lord answers, with a
smile in His voice. 'You didn't know? It was
then that we danced!'