A Light through the Dark

And so the fog clears. Thank you Lord for this. I couldn't have solved this without you.

The clouds parted. An open meadow. Flowers covered the field. Butterflies flew and danced, birds chittered and chattered. Yet there this beauty was disrupted. A crevace opened up into a chasm that nothing could cross. Inaccessible, except for 2 bridges. One that you realise might break, and the other, that you have no idea what would happen upon your footsteps. 2 beautiful dogs are present, each one standing before a bridge. Both are looking at you hoping that you take their leash and allow them to guide you across the chasm. You are torn. Both beckon eagerly. Confusion. Turmoil. Dilemma. Trust the dog before the bridge that you have no idea what would happen, or hope that the dog before the bridge that might break doesn't. Problem.

A shadowy mass steps forth. With confidence and courage, we grabs the leash of the dog that leads to the bridge that might break. They set forth onto that bridge, into the dense fog that envelops, you know not what happens. 1 choice down. The choice has been made for you. You are free to go.

Freedom. Freedom to choose, freedom to make the right choice. The problem is solved. Thanks E.B couldn't have cleared this mess without your help.