Observations all along the line - Kimball & the Southern Panhandle First

LTTE: The Bridge Builder

An old man, going a lone highway came at the evening cold and gray, to a chasm, vast and deep and wide, through which was flowing a sullen tide.

The old man crossed in the twilight dim; the sullen stream held no fears for him, but he turned when safe on the other side, and built a bridge to span the tide.

“Old man,” said the fellow pilgrim near, “You are wasting strength, building here. Your journey will end with the ending day, you never again must come this way. You have crossed the chasm, deep and wide, why build the bridge this eventide?”

The builder lifted his old gray head, “Good friend,...