“It’s an electric pole, not a cross.”
“Oh, my Gosh! I see hope and then it vanishes…”
Diana is the eternal pessimist, believing in doomsday predictions and her companions are at the verge of exasperation. They decide to ignore her and get busy clicking pictures of the majestic peak in front of them.
Locals believe that the human face they see is a warrior immortalized in stone and protects the village from disasters.
“It’s our bastion of faith”, says the tourist guide. “We have never felt the need for a church here.”
Faith lies in the minds of the believer.

Well done, Reena.
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Thank you so much!
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I saw the face, too, but missed the cross. Good story, Reena.
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Thank you, Linda!
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To believe or not to believe, the choice is ours and ours alone..
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True. Thank you, Keith!
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We believe, what we believe. Whatever keeps us going on life’s journey.
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And we choose to believe only what fits into existing mental frameworks.
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Yes, and in the heart.
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Amen! Thank you, Patricia!
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Nothing wrong with faith. It’s the trimmings that seem to go with it.
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That’s also a valid point. Thank you, Sandra!
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Dear Reena,
Faith is a personal thing and shouldn’t be dictated.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Absolutely! Neither dictated nor questioned.
Thank you, Rochelle! Wishing you a very happy anniversary!
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So true, out faith is our own.
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Thank you, James!
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Well done you for spotting the face
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That’s the highlight of the pic 🙂
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I deed it does… A fine use of the prompt
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Thank you so much, Michael!
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This is the truth.
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Thanks 👍
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My pleasure
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