"I'm not sure of the address," answered the man, "but it's somewhere downtown, I think."
"Well," asked the friend, "what does the building look like?"
"It's tall, like an office building."
"What floor are you on?"
"I think it's one of the middle ones."
"How many doors down from the elevator?"
"Oh, it's several. But I've never really counted them."
"Don't wait for me," said the friend, as he hung up.
* This is not a story about a man who could not give directions to his office. This is a story about the architecture of life. For many people inhabit their own lives in just this way, not knowing where they are or how to tell others how to reach them.
Discernment