The rich old guy died, and everybody wanted to know, casual acquaintances, total strangers, certainly the heirs. They asked the accountant, “How much did he leave?” So the accountant pulled out the file, worked the calculator keys, scribbled some notes, consulted the closing market numbers, referred again to the calculator, finally punched “enter,” and looked up. “He left – everything.”
Everything.
The
summer months give us Gospel readings from the middle of Jesus’ public career.
Having established a reputation for wisdom, an engaging style and – his own
take on things, he attracts crowds who want to hear more. He teaches. Today one
of the crowd provides the opening line, Teacher,
tell my brother to divide the inheritance with me.
