
More than a Beautiful Mind
Reaching Beyond The Confines Of Our Own Intellectual Bias
Surveying the steep cliff at the edge of a mountain crest, Izzy lost his footing and over he went. Grabbing onto a protruding tree limb, he managed to break the fall, but he knew that his troubles were not quite over. There was no way he could climb up the steep precipice; nor could he hang on much longer. A glance at the canyon’s 1,000 foot drop evoked a barrage of frantic cries for help.
“My dear Izzy,” came the unmistaken voice of G-d, “I heard your call, would you like my help?”
“Oh Lord, I promise to be a good person… l shall be a loyal servant for the rest of my life. Never shall I sin again… Just get me out of this place! Please!”