The second man complained every other mile, his back pain got more and more  . On the Sth mile, he couldn't stand it any more and fell down on the grass. "My back is hurting me so badly. I can't go anybecause of the pain and it is al because we had to carry that silly woman across the river!" Out of, he asked. "why aren't you complaining about it? Doesn't your back hurt?"

    "Of course not, "the first man replied, "You have been carrying the woman since we left the river bank. But I set her down five miles ago."

    We are often like that second man who can't release complaining and pain of. Years later, we still carry the burdens, worn out, and can't go any further.