ABSTRACT

Let us build a tower whose summit will touch the skies – Those who conceived the idea of this tower could not have built it themselves, so they hired thousands of others to build it for them. But these toilers knew nothing of the dream of those who planned the tower. While those who conceived the tower did not concern themselves with the workers who built it. The hymns of praise of the few became the curses of the many. BABEL! BABEL! BABEL!—Between the brain that plans and the hands that build, there must be a Mediator. 1