Only those people who dare to climb —and climb higher every day— will trip, fall, make mistakes, run into problems… and perhaps even face death. Not so with those who come to a standstill in a pleasant sun-lit valley where God’s rod and staff are benevolent and not too demanding. It’s like having a mentally-handicapped child who is always a child; not because he was born that way, but because he doesn’t eat or drink or renew himself… and so, he produces spiritual frogs. Of course, he lives in golden palaces on the velvety light-green banks of a pond surrounded by beautiful gardens!

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I suppose I may assume that seven out of ten of those who read these lines are in some kind of difficulty about some other human being. Either at work or at home, either the people who employ you or those whom you employ, either those who share your house or those whose house you share, either your in-laws or parents or children, your wife or your husband, are making life harder for you than it need be even in these days. It is to be hoped that we do not often mention these difficulties (especially the domestic ones) to outsiders. But sometimes we do. An outside friend asks us why we are looking so glum, and the truth comes out.

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