That's the simple point. :)
"The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few."
The narrow way involves the lowest form of humor. After all, when Jacob was dubbed Israel, he called that place "Peniel".
Then the next thing is that the sun rose upon "Penuel", which of course is some kind of odd name switch-a-roo that attracts experts like a magnet.
If you want to see God and live to tell the tale, you have to camp out in Puniel, or Punuel as it were:
Matthew 13
44 Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto treasure hid in a field; the which when a man hath found, he hideth, and for joy thereof goeth and selleth all that he hath, and buyeth that field.
45 Again, the kingdom of heaven is like unto a merchant man, seeking goodly pearls:
46 Who, when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all that he had, and bought it.
Remember that gal?
$1.98 -- basically pocket change, or the loose change in the couch.
Bargains galore if you know where to look.
Inflation!
Could you just imagine the madness and mayhem, should it turn out that something got lost in translation, reading?
Dreadful!
Esau was determined to slay Jacob... or that if Saul found out that Samuel was headed on over to Jesse's house, he'd kill him!
There wouldn't be enough rocks and caves for those suddenly seeking shelter.
That's the kind of cataclysm that would really bring down the house.
prepared for the golden EIB microphone, crying,
, Father.
Excellence in broadcasting!
Because, there's
Something good in everything I see:
It's like the midrash about Jacob's little grandaughter Serach, gently singing and playing her harp to inform him that Joseph was still alive. The brothers had to think up a clever scheme to break the good news to their father -- delicately, otherwise he'd die of a heart attack.
I searched, in order to bring Serach's sweet song up-to-date:
The Mashiach is alive
And living in Galut
He has two parents
Ya'akov and Rut.