Two men are traveling together along a road. One of them believes that it leads to the Celestial City, the other that it leas nowhere. But since this is the only road there is, both must travel it. Neither has been this way before , therefore neither is able to say what they will find around each corner.During their journey they meet with moments of refreshment and delight, and with moments of hardship and danger.
All the time one of them thinks of his journey as a pilgrimage to the Celestial City.He interprets the pleasant parts as encouragements and the obstacles as trials of his purpose and lessons in endurance, prepared by the king of that city and designed to make him a worthy citizen of the place when at last he arrives.
The other, however, believes none of this, and sees their journey as an unavoidable and aimless ramble. Since he has no choice in the matter, he enjoys the good and endures the bad. For him there is no Celestial City to be reached, no all-encompassing purpose ordaining their journey; there is only the road itself and the luck of the road in good weather and in bad.
They do not entertain different expectations about the coming details of the road but only about its ultimate destination. Yet, when they turn the last corner, it will be apparent that one of them has been right all the time and the other wrong… (John Hick)
This is brilliant, Eddy. Reading it is a great way to start my week -- with a bit more purpose!
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Amanda
Hi there, I really like the image you used here. Do you own it? We're an unsinged band and we'd like to use it for our album cover.
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