The shades of Balboa and De Lesseps likely stalk around Panama at midnight and rub their eyes in amazement.
TODAY
The One Time in Our Keeping
As I walk on the old Santa Fe Trail each morning through Penn Valley Park in Kansas City, the marks of time are plainly visible.
Erosion of water and wind have bared the sedimentary rocks and exposed the layers in well defined pages so I may study this great rock-paged geology book, and indeed it's a pleasure to me.
Back of all is the grand plan of the Universe of which this earth is an atom. That plan is ruled by a Divine law and power.
For you or me to take a fragment of truth and attempt to pass it as a definite science, a complete religion or all truth, is an assumption which these records of countless ages frown upon as a hopeless, bootless task.
All science has some truth; all creeds, sects, isms and cults likewise have truth, but no branch or group possesses all truth.