I stood at this viewpoint for some time, in absolute awe of the scene spread below. But it was not until I changed perspective that I realised how precarious the out cropping of rock was. There was only a 'thread' of protection in the form of a thin wire railing. All who stood there were only one tiny slip away from sure death. How like our life's journey! Heidi's dad 'slipped away' a few days ago, the thin rail protecting him all these years at last giving way. However, unlike a fall into the Grand Canyon, which is sure death, his fall was into eternal life.
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