On another occasion, he took the twelve on the south road to a sprawling urban city. And he brought them to a temple, full of wealth and tradition, and as he pointed to the temple entrance, he again spoke in parable:
Once, on the steps outside these temple doors, a husband and wife placed a bronze laver filled with water. Every day people would come to the basin and were healed and transformed. But the religious leaders took the bronze laver and brought it inside where they dwelt for they wished the temple to be the center of healing and transformation. Then, only those inside could touch the waters. But when the religious leaders came to wash their hands, the surface of the water reflected their fine robes and vestments and reminded them of their privileged position. When they realized they did not wish to be transformed, they threw the bronze laver out into the street and sent the husband and wife away, claiming that the basin was cracked and not fit for temple service. Then the people outside found the laver, and loved it, and filled it again, and were transformed.
Then he explained the parable, saying: The husband and wife are my friends Troy and Kelly, and the bronze-sink is the transformation they would bring in this city of Atlanta. He who has ears, let him hear.
I like the idea behind this parable. Reminds me to be thankful for what I have and what will come my way.
Posted by: Quoteguy | Saturday, October 06, 2007 at 05:02 PM