Between A Rock And A Hard Place
40 Tellable Tales For Advent, Christmas, Epiphany, Lent, Easter And Pentecost
There is a high hill which overlooks the little city of Rich-land Center, in south west Wisconsin where I grew up. I'll never forget the night I climbed that hill and literally ended up between a rock and a hard place. About three-fourths of the way up the hill, where the path makes a wide bend on a natural plateau, there is a large opening in the trees which allows an unobstructed view of the city below. The rock, a slab of sandstone nearly four feet high and seven or eight inches wide, lay at a 45-degree angle, about 20 feet off the path.