When I opened the front door the other day, this caught my eye so I snapped a pic. I couldn’t stop thinking about what it symbolized. I posted it on Instagram and continued to think about it. I began to think about how we always leave a mark when we have been somewhere. We can leave our mark for better or for worse. We can leave love and joy or sadness or frustration just to name a few. I want to be sure and always leave behind joy. How abut you?

It also made me think about how we can see evidence of beauty everywhere as long as we keep looking. Sometimes we need to slow down, and we always need to keep our eyes open. If you do, you can always see where He’s been. If there aren’t footprints, there might just be fingerprints.