Source http://www.theminimalists.com/special/
By Joshua Fields Millburn & Ryan Nicodemus · Follow: Facebook, Twitter, Instagram
Our friend Rob sometimes recites a parable about a first-century man who was walking home one night after dining in a nearby village. At one point he encountered a fork in the road: if he took the left path, he would come up against a Roman military outpost; if he veered right, he would find his way home.
It was dark, and he was a bit tipsy, so he accidentally took the left path. He soon found himself at a wall manned by a Roman guard who yelled down to him, “Who are you, and what are you doing here?”
The man didn’t answer.
“Who are you, and what are you doing here?”
The man looked up at the guard, “How much are they paying you to do this?”
The guard was silent for…
Source http://www.theminimalists.com/special/
By Joshua Fields Millburn & Ryan Nicodemus · Follow: Facebook, Twitter, Instagram
Our friend Rob sometimes recites a parable about a first-century man who was walking home one night after dining in a nearby village. At one point he encountered a fork in the road: if he took the left path, he would come up against a Roman military outpost; if he veered right, he would find his way home.
It was dark, and he was a bit tipsy, so he accidentally took the left path. He soon found himself at a wall manned by a Roman guard who yelled down to him, “Who are you, and what are you doing here?”
The man didn’t answer.
“Who are you, and what are you doing here?”
The man looked up at the guard, “How much are they paying you to do this?”
The guard was silent for…
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