they drilled the holes down in Sandy Meadow, where the augur slipped
in smoothly, quickly, and easily. They all praised the meadow and
said how great it was to get an assignment to put up some signs
there. And yet, when they told the stories of their lives--the
stories that animated their faces and brightened their eyes--they
always seemed to be speaking of Rocky Bluff.
An Analogy
As he clung to the sheer face of the rock, he could hear in his mind
the voice of his climbing instructor: "If you make even a slight
mistake, you will die instantly." He knew then that he need not
debate whether to be attentive in his climb. And he was glad also
that God is like a rock only in his steadfastness.
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