One balmy summer day over three years ago, I went out onto a rock pile behind my house to admire the late afternoon. While all was going smoothly in my personal life, I didn’t feel I was growing spiritually, and I wondered, “Is this all there is for me? Have I no higher purpose?” As I stepped down, a large rock suddenly gave way beneath me, and I fell.
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