“Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both
and be one traveler, long I stood and looked down one as far as I could to
where it bent in the undergrowth;
I shall
be telling this with a sigh somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged
in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the
difference.” ― Robert Frost: (1874 –1963: was an
American poet)
Gospel
Text: (LK 13:22-30)
Jesus passed through towns and villages,
teaching as he went and making his way to
Jerusalem.
Someone asked him,
“Lord, will only a few people be saved?”
He answered them,
“Strive to enter through the narrow gate,
for many, I tell you, will attempt to enter
but will not be strong enough.
After the master of the house has arisen and
locked the door,
then will you stand outside knocking and
saying,
‘Lord, open the door for us.’
He will say to you in reply,
‘I do not know where you are from.
And you will say,
‘We ate and drank in your company and you
taught in our streets.’
Then he will say to you,
‘I do not know where you are from.
Depart from me, all you evildoers!’
And there will be wailing and grinding of
teeth
when you see Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob
and all the prophets in the kingdom of God
and you yourselves cast out.
And people will come from the east and the
west
and from the north and the south
and will recline at table in the kingdom of
God.
For behold, some are last who will be first,
and some are first who will be last.”
I sense that Jesus is saying to us that we can
all be saved. He is telling us that it is not something we can take for
granted. It is not a guarantee that can seduce us into thinking we don’t
have to do anything, that we are not called to a special life, to a special
role in this world. He’s alerting us to the fact that our journey is
counter-cultural. It is not a journey that looks like a path of world
values.
It isn’t about “blending in with the crowd.”
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