A religious scholar, a wounded traveller, a Samaritan and two sisters walk into a kitchen … (Listen here.)
Some years ago, I attended a church which held a meal after the service. As a bunch of mostly women heated soup and sliced bread and as I set the table, a seated-as-usual woman said smugly to me, ‘I’m such a Mary. I always sit and listen to Jesus.’ Quite frankly, I wanted to slap her.
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