Footprints On the Pier

Although we walked quite early this morning when we reached the marina it was clear… people had walked before we did… they left their footprints on the pier. The only time we see these footprints is in the early morn…pre-dawn… because once the warmth of the sun hits the pier these footprints will be gone. And I had to smile as I found myself tracing different footprints there and here…. thinking how we cannot judge a person by their footprints on a pier. We can’t tell if it’s a woman or a man the color of their skin their religion their nationality if they are gay or straight…or *****,,, none of these can be determined from their footprints on the pier. The more I walked in other people’s footprints… footprints in all shapes…big and wide and small… the more I thought those things we deem important… really shouldn’t matter much at all. What if all that should matter to us is that a person is loving and generous and kind… because ultimately won’t we all be judged by the footprints we leave behind?