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Reflections by the Pond – December 12, 2011
Jesus pushed open the wooden door and held it for Harry to leave the small house. From the compressed dirt floor of the building, Harry expected to step onto the familiar, unresisting surface of heaven, but instead found himself standing upon another, even more unpleasant surface.
"Oh," he blanched, grimacing as his foot sank down into the wet muck. "What's this?"
Jesus laughed. "What's the matter, Harry. Afraid of a little mud?"
"A mixture of water and dirt," Jesus explained. "This is what happens to a road in Palestine when it rains."