Yeshua says: No one can mount two horses
or stretch two bows.
A servant cannot serve two masters;
the servant will honor the one and insult the other.

No person who drinks aged wine immediately wants to drink new wine.
New wine is not poured into old wineskins, or they burst;
nor is old wine put into a new wineskin, or it may spoil.

An old patch is not sewn onto a new garment,
lest the tear become worse.

(Matthew 6:24; Matthew 9:16,17)

The child Yeshua urged me to become in the preceding Saying is not two things. When I am a child, I am only one thing. I am what I am right at this precise moment.

When a child is playing with a particular toy, the child’s whole world is this particular game at this particular moment in this particular place.

Unlike the child I once was I now live my life seeking to multi-task. I am always trying to “mount two horses” and “stretch two bows.” There are so many “masters” I seek to serve. I am torn within myself. I want “new wine” and “aged wine”. I seek to patch things up sewing “an old patch… onto a new garment.”

All this division only causes “the tear” to “become worse.” Division breeds division. The scattered parts of my being need to be united under one master.

I need to find my way back to the single-pointed attention and simplicity of a child. The often fragmented dimensions of my adult being will come into alignment when I become again a child.

How do I let go of the many loyalties that divide my life? How do I become “one” again? How do I find my way back to that original pure simple unity in which I was born?

These are the questions with which Yeshua wants me to struggle. Perhaps I start to move towards an answer simply by seeing the tragic reality of how divided I am and giving up the illusion that getting more done will create more meaning and happiness in my life.


Today I will seek to see the division that afflicts my life and observe how this division “spoils” the authentic spontaneity to life I possessed as a child.