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There was once a barren, rocky island, far out
in the middle of the ocean. Nothing grew upon it,
and its only visitors were the wind, the rain, and
the waves. After a time, through the ways of the
wind, bits of earth accumulated on the island. And
the pounding of the waves on the rocks wore many
into sand. Too, through the action of the waves,
seeds were carried to the island. They took root and
were nourished by the rain. And the wind also brought
other seeds to the island. And all the seeds took root,
were nourished, and grew, until the island was a paradise,
beautiful and amazing to behold.
This island is the Kingdom of God.
©1999, Kevin P. Edgecomb