A Duck and the Bend in the River

Wendell was a duck like any other ordinary duck living among the ordinary reeds in an ordinary river. There was a large stone boulder to west that protected him from the cold winter winds and a large weeping willow tree to the east that provided him with comfortable shade on hot summer days. Life was

An Old Wooden Bucket and What It Contains

There once lived a man who carried a wooden bucket with him for most of his life. This bucket was filled with water—living water, he called it. While the weight of the bucket would tire out his arms and the handle would often cut into his hands, it was tolerable. He would ladle water from this

Discernment: A Response to Existential Despair

“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor,