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Jesus is still answering the objection of the scribes and Pharisees to His rehabilitation of sinners. The Jewish leaders were missing the point of the rituals. They failed to understand that the rituals served as symbolic reminders of our fallen … Continue reading
The story of the Prodigal Son has been long established in Western culture. It’s a message well worn and I won’t pretend I know so much as to somehow come up with a brilliant new interpretation. The lesson takes place … Continue reading
It’s so easy to lose track of the original mission of Israel, the purpose of the Covenant. Israel was to absorb and live by the revelation of God, and in turn draw other nations to Him by their visible blessings … Continue reading
We have two items addressing the same issue: tragic fates and bearing fruit. Who could forget the warning from Isaiah, about God’s vineyard bearing no fruit? The Covenant was supposed to make the nation so winsome that other peoples would … Continue reading
Note: We are passing over a large amount of material duplicated in Matthew and Luke. There is nothing in this passage offering a hint to the legal status of the estate the man asked Jesus to arbitrate. The most common … Continue reading
In these three conversations, most people can understand the point of each teaching. What most readers miss is the divine mystery of revelation itself that ties these teachings together. Your Bible is ink on paper; there’s nothing special about that. … Continue reading