'How often have I desired to gather your children together as a hen gathers her brood under her wings, and you were not willing!'
If you have ever loved someone you could not protect, then you understand the depth of Jesus’ lament. All you can do is open your arms. You cannot make anyone walk into them. Meanwhile, this is the most vulnerable posture in the world – wings spread, breast exposed – but if you mean what you say, then this is how you stand. …'
– Barbara Brown Taylor's sermon on Jesus' lament over Jerusalem (Luke 13.31-35) can't be bettered, in my estimation. It's brilliant. So rather than attempting a pale imitation, I shared it, verbatim, today…
