A novice came to a master, talking about the many evil things that stained
Church history. After he had finished, the master said, "May I pour you a
The master returned with a glass full of icewater, and a two liter bottle of
soda. Be opened the bottle, poured until the glass was full to the brim - and
then kept on pouring. The liquid flowed over the edges of the glass, pouring
all over the gable, and spilled onto the floor.
"Stop!", the novice protested. "What are you doing?"
"This glass cannot have any more soda poured into it until it is first emptied.
And neither can you grasp the truth until you let go of thinking of the Church
as you do now."