A GUIDE MUST KNOW the WAY
An infidel landowner, proprietor of a big estate in England, was one
day talking with an uneducated miller who now and then preached to the
people in his neighborhood. The landowner criticized him for it and
expressed his opinion that one so ignorant should not presume to pose
as a religious leader. They were in the nobleman's office, and on the
wall hung a map of the owner's vast estate. The squire, pointing to
the map, said: "Squire, is not that a map of your possessions?"
"Yes," replied he, "I suppose you know all the roads and trails on
this land very well." "Yes," said the owner. "I know them
perfectly." "Well," said the miller, "do you remember how one day you
could not locate the trail through the dense woods, and my little girl
directed you?" "Yes, I remember it very well"; and he graciously
added, "she led me through nicely to where I wanted to go." Said the
miller, "You knew the road on the map, but my little girl knew it from
walking in it. And I too know the way to heaven from walking in it.
That is why I dare to tell others the way." ("Choice Illus."
W.W.Clay pg.75-76)
