The River, the Guardrail, and the One Who Saves
Imagine a village with a beautiful river running through it. It is breathtaking. Its waters are clear. Its banks are inviting. It is beautiful, desirable, alluring. From a distance, it appears to offer everything a person could possibly want. Every man can look at it and imagine some version of his own fantasy waiting in its waters. But the river has a dark secret. Those who enter it do not simply swim and return. They begin to lose themselves. A person steps into the water, then goes a little deeper. Then a little deeper still. Before long, he is wading farther than he intended. Eventually, he disappears beneath the surface, and the village never sees him again. Over time, the people discovered the truth about the river. They learned about those it had swallowed. They heard the stories of families destroyed, lives ruined, and futures lost. They began to understand that beneath the beauty of the river was something deadly. Yet knowing this did not stop everyone. Why? Because the river ...