Matthew 22:1-14 or 22:1-10
A funny thing happened to author-educator Fredrick Buechner on his way to school one day. In his own words …
Late one winter afternoon as I was walking to a class that I had to teach, I noticed the beginnings of what promised to be one of the great local sunsets. There were just the right kind of clouds and the sky was starting to burn and the bare trees were black as soot against it. When I got to the classroom, the lights were all on, of course, and the students were chattering, and I was just about to start things off when I thought of the sunset going on out there in the winter dusk and, on…
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