we need faith
for the same reason it's so hard to find The Holy Gospel according to St. Luke the SeventhChapter! He sat there, shifting his weight to one side and then the other. It wasn't because of discomfort, though; he was anxious... Behind him, a room. In that room a beloved slave was dying. In front of him, the doorway. A little ways out the doorway, a procession of respected elders bringing Jesus; Jesus the prophet, the healer... He didn't feel worthy... She sat there, shoulders tense, wondering if anyone was looking at her slip of paper. It wasn't that the question was complex, it was simple: How have you been blessed to bless others. The slip of paper sat on her lap, blank. She didn't think she had an answer that was worthy of writing down... They sat there together, eyes down. They sat there, fiddling with their hands, digging their feet into the ground. It wasn't that the request was too much, simply fetching someone. It wasn't t...