The Foundation Beneath the Ruin
Three theologians, a Protestant, a Catholic, and an Orthodox monk, met in a dream at the edge of a vast and empty plain. At the centre of the plain stood a single stone. It was ancient, weathered smooth by centuries of wind, and half-sunk into the earth. All three recognised at once that it was a foundation stone. None doubted that something had once been built there, nor that whatever might yet be built would have to begin from it. The Protestant approached first. He brushed the dust from the stone and struck it lightly with his hand, testing whether it would bear weight. "It is firm," he said. "That is enough. A house stands because it trusts the foundation beneath it. If the foundation holds, the builder need not fear." He rested part of his weight upon the stone, almost instinctively. "A perfect design built on mistrust collapses no less surely than a crooked wall." He spoke as though the greatest danger were not weakness in the foundation but despai...