You stand before the wall in the desert and ask how you will ever advance against it. So high and strong is the wall and it is already late in the day. But I tell you the wall is old and unmoving. Surely it will not fall to the sands. Mere waiting will not get you there. Search for cracks in the wall. The wall is old and you are cunning. It has many cracks and low points. It may yet be scaled by a skilled and steady hand. Finding that the obstacle, so forboding in your path, provides you with the very means of overcoming it. That is how you handle the wall. Finds it’s cracks and squeeze through, find its footholds and scale it. The wall has already yeilded to you. In it you that is lacking faith, you that is lacking the patience.
I see you approach the wall and at last you ask me what is on the other side. At last I know why you were afraid of conquering the wal.