Inching Ahead with Abraham – Mercy Aiken

There are grand things within us that are beyond identification though we feel them moving in our depths like shadows that have not yet burst through to our waking consciousness; things we KNOW, but cannot yet articulate. (Oh, the pain of it!)  We must penetrate these depths within us if we can—but for what purpose? Time buries the treasures of one generation so that they must be unearthed by the next, only to be buried again.   We’re like the restless waves of the ocean that inch forward only to retreat and endlessly repeat the same again. In this grand parade of human history, in this the fleeting passage of every life, maybe all ...