“Talking about the way” is the Chinese equivalent to the word “sermon”. Two uncles on my father’s side were church ministers. They talked about the way every Sunday until the day they retired, and I always wondered how come they had so much to talk about. Were they really experts on “the way”?
My sister wished she had listened to their sermons more attentively when she was young, instead of dozing in the choir loft or thinking about boys. Our uncles had both passed away. Their “talks” went with them.
With or without wisdom, we have walked more than half way through life already. Maybe it is our turn to pick up the staff and talk about the way, to whoever wants to listen.
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