CROSSING THE STREAM
Once upon a time there was a woman who wanted to cross a wide and rapid stream. The stream was too wide, too deep, and too rapid for her to safely wade across. As the woman stood by the stream she could look across and see the exact point where she thought she wanted to go. She paced back and forth across the banks of the stream, frustrated and confused about how to get to the other side.
As she stood alone at the edge of the stream, a gentle voice spoke to her and told her to look at the water. Before her very eyes, a beautiful large round, smooth river rock appeared in the water, just the right distance away for her to step on safely from the bank of the creek.

