Without roads the people of the town had nowhere to go, and they wondered what was on the other side of the hill.

Whenever they tried to leave their homes, they would sneeze through tall tangled weeds, tumble into deep holes and trip over rocks as large as watermelons.

Without windows they would sleep late into the day, and they often wondered when the sun turned night into morning.

Their houses were closed up like boxes sealed with tape.

They could never look out and their neighbours could never look in.

The people became tired of sneezing through tall weeds, tumbling into deep holes and tripping over rocks as large as watermelons, of seeing nothing and going nowhere, so they made their way to the center of the town to decide what to do.

One townsperson spoke up.  “I have heard there is a God, and when people find God, God solves their problems.

“Let us find this God,” someone shouted, “and God will build windows and roads for us.”

Others thought it was a ridiculous notion.

“People just pretend there is a God. If God were real, God would find us.”
  Yet the people could not see any other way to fix their town, so they decided to look for God.

But there was one problem.

Without roads, the people could not go anywhere, least of all go searching for God.

They looked toward the edge of town where two old houses stood, each with a single window.

They called the man and woman who lived in those houses the Ones Who Could See Out Windows.

“If they can see out windows,” reasoned the people, “perhaps they can see a way to God.”

So the people of the town sent the Ones Who Could See Out Windows to search for God.

The Ones Who Could See Out Windows thought that God must be on the other side of the hill, somewhere they had not yet been...READ MORE