At the bottom (a pallet sized hole in the ground, reaching to the surface far above my head) is an absolute desolation that does not come from man.

I wonder how many have actually been here and got out. Then the answer comes down the tiny little stream next to me, as many as I have called, as many as I have chosen, as many as love me more than all this.

The child of God in Christ knows from the depths of his soul that the place where he stands right now is closer to God than anywhere else he can stand! “ I am nothing. You are all”.