By Lynne Cory

What if I was in a big city, walking the evening streets on my way to a fabulous one-woman show, watching the limousines pass by with their fancy occupants and the tired workers heading home after a long day at their stressful jobs and the homeless leaning on their shopping carts or sitting in the doorways?

What if instead of envying some or pitying others, I realize that every person is exactly where they are supposed to be for their learning and growth? What if I cannot see it but everything is in Divine Order?                                 Frank/Marilyn