I was on the east coast Saturday and yesterday I flew to the
west coast where I sit this dark morning surrounded by lemon and lime trees,
drinking good coffee beside the great Pacific Ocean, studying the Ancient Story
of God. Jet travel is a marvel that
would have driven ancient men to build grand temples. Do you ever wonder what drove men so
earnestly to build the great cathedrals like Notre Dame? It was a magic carpet ride called Faith that
would transport them from earth to heaven, universes apart. I wonder whose magic carpet was the most miraculous? A clue; we build airports and they built
cathedrals.
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