The house is dark, the well is dry, and the path is closed. I am the keeper of a broken vessel, mopping a flood with a shattered handle. A riddle for you: What is it that fails when you need it most, yet in its breaking, points to what cannot fail?
I speak in parables, for today is a tale of hidden things.
The Parable of the Broken Vool
A woman’s vessel fo…
