![]() ![]() "My Lord will save me."īut the floodwaters rise ever higher, and finally, they overflow the roof and the man drowns. "No, thanks," the man on the rooftop says. A few minutes later, a rescue plane flies overhead and the pilot drops a line. "My Lord will save me."īut the floodwaters keep rising. "No thanks," the man on the rooftop says. A guy in a motorboat comes by, and he says, "Hop in, I'll save you." I 'm content with simply being alive to enjoy the mystery.Ī man is caught in a flood, and as the water rises he climbs to the roof of his house and waits to be rescued. I can deliver motivation, inspiration, hope, courage, and counsel, but I can't answer the unknowable. But if I could answer it, we would have the cure for cancer, and what's more, we would fathom the true meaning of our existences. Other people look to me for the answer, I know. ![]() ![]() I don't have the answer to that question. “The question that lingers is, how much was I a factor in my own survival, and how much was science, and how much miracle? ![]()
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