I had to read this headline three times, on each successive occasion more slowly than the time before. Now its meaning is grasped, but I remain puzzled and perplexed. At creation, everything was so simple and straight forward. The serpent entered Eden and offered complication, choice, deviation. The path to heaven, though narrow, is straight. The path to destruction, though broad and gentle, is crooked and tangential. Likewise, in churches, the gospel’s elegant simplicity is so often compromised by ecclesiastical interpretation, theological quibble and personal grandstanding. 

Tell me the story simply,

  As to a little child,

For I am weak and weary,

  And helpless and defiled.


Tell me the old, old story,

Tell me the old, old story,

Tell me the old, old story,

    Of Jesus and His love.


-Katherine Hankey