During the night on the mountaintop there had been a frost...

During the night on the mountaintop there had been a frost, producing a sparkling crust over the twenty feet of snow that lay there. A beautiful and unforgettable sight, as the dawn added a gentle rose tint to the carpet of glittering light.

I was standing outside a tiny log cabin, taking in the scene. To me it was incredibly beautiful, in spite of the mental anguish I felt due to the state of my affairs. I felt utterly alone and was living on bare necessities, after a successful career. I had never attended a church voluntarily or shown the least interest in religion, but now I reached out yearningly and earnestly to God! In that sacred, silent moment I suddenly became aware of a pine branch beside my head, with each icy needle throwing out a spectrum of color. It seemed to call clearly and convincingly: "There is a design!" It was thrilling, and I began to feel the tingle of divine adventure, though still vaguely.

May 8, 1976
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