Room for One
Mary asked if I’d found my way through the “narrow gate.” Her question deserved more than the brief answer I gave — so here is the fuller one. It begins with a single word we tend to mishear.
Mary asked if I’d found my way through the “narrow gate.” Her question deserved more than the brief answer I gave — so here is the fuller one. It begins with a single word we tend to mishear.
Before the tree, Judas went back to the temple — and the men who held the key of knowledge handed him a wall instead of a door. A look at the key that opens or locks, and whose hand finally holds it.
I catch myself reaching for the verse, the correction — the thing I know that they apparently don’t. A look at the danger Paul names: knowledge puffs up, but love builds up.