Stolen from Woody Guthrie, but based on a true occurrence just a few weeks ago.
Although the fellow in the pickup truck didn't have to tell me what the sign actually said; his tone of voice as he asked, "Can I help you?" said enough.
The Kingdom of God is like a parable.
It is familiar, but strange.
It is present to hand, and yet we have trouble grasping it.
We know the pieces, but we cannot comprehend the whole.
We ask for something simple, digestible, perhaps propositional.
Yet these are precisely the qualities which allow us to set something aside and disregard it.
The short narratives which point beyond themselves aren't simply to be memorized or admired, but ruminated upon, not merely recited but interpreted for each generation.
The Kingdom of God is like a parable, which is in one sense given yet demands the participation of all who would partake.