i just love reading amy carmichael's stuff. i read this today:
a catipillar was happy till
one day, a toad in fun
said "pray, which leg goes after which?"
which strained his mind to such a pitch
he lay distracted in a ditch
considering how to run.
"i think there are a good many toads in the world, and sometimes, not in fun at all but very seriously, they manage to strain our minds to such a pitch, that instead of going on in simplicity we may very easily find oursleves distracted in a ditch, not running, but only considering how to run."