I've got a card on my desk that reads "You can't make footprints in the sands of time if you're sitting on your butt. And who wants to make buttprints in the sands of time?"
Ha! That's a funny visual isn't it? Buttprints in time . . .
How many of us can relate to that? Not really walking one foot in front of the other, but more like stubbornly planting our backside waiting for life to come to us. Doesn't happen that way folks. You have to walk right up to life and introduce yourself - it won't come to you. At least the good stuff won't.
Tomorrow night I get to MC a charity event - a "Dancing With the Utah Stars" kind of thing. These celebrities are making footprints in the sands of time - with their volunteer toe-tapping they are raising funds for those who struggle. Every lift and bounce will add to what blesses lives. They didn't wait until life came to them - they pranced and practiced toward it.
So friend, are you sitting or strutting? Pouting or prancing? Cause life ain't going to move forward unless you do. Make tracks - the kind that make a difference.
Oh, buttprints in time . . .
