“Hot indignation seizes me …” (Ps. 119:53). I don’t know how many share my anger. I know a few names. Altogether there can’t be very many of us. Are there yet seven thousand who have not bowed the knee to Baal? Are there enough to be identifiable as a minority? I think so. We recognize each other from time to time. And much has been accomplished by minorities. And there must be any number of shopkeepers who by now are finding the pottage that they acquired in exchange for their ordination birthright
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