My father was a writer. He wrote all of his life, inflicting upon many of us his novels, plays, articles, essays, and self-help books. Some were marvelous; some merely well-intentioned. But of all the things he wrote, his journal is his legacy: by turns wise and bewildering, it neared 1,100 type-written pages when he died in 2010. Although perused many times, this is the first time it will be read - cover to cover, page after page.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
When A Law is Just A Law
They brought the woman guilty of adultery. She had broken the law, and because they had made that law an expression of their relationship to God there could be no doubt she should die. Violation of the law was violation of God. It was clear and decided. Jesus was invited to agree but said no. He saw the woman was a woman, and the law just a law.
Labels:
God,
Jesus,
law,
limitations,
scripture
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