Inner Stream

All day, I couldn’t shake the haunting image of a child, shaken from sleep, startled out of complacency, crying instinctively for his mother.

Jacob seemed to enjoy life in Egypt. Egypt was seemingly a corrupt country, with no morals and ethics. How could it be that Jacob had his best years of his life in Egypt?

If life were a chessboard, would you be a pawn who can travel only in one direction?