The Author

When I was a senior in high school, I took an AP English course. One semester our teacher, Doc, would give us poems and we had 15-20 minutes to write about the symbolism and what the author was trying to say.
One day, he gave us this poem about the fluffy white clouds, green grass, and geese flying by. We had no clue what it stood for. Since Doc had left the classroom, we got together as a group and decided to make it something ridiculous, yet possible. All I remember was that the “green grass” was suppose to represent the drugs the guy was smoking to get high and “fly” up to oblivion in the “white clouds.” We had it all worked out in a few pages: Everything stood for something.
When Doc came in and heard our interpretation, he stood dumbfounded for a moment, then went into a rant about the absurdity of it all. Obviously, it was memorable.
Truly, the only person who can know without a shadow of a doubt what something written means is the author. It may work in different settings and situations, but that is not what it's original intention was. It also makes more sense when it is accurately explained to the readers for the first time. Suddenly you see and “get” things you didn't before. The connections become clear.
I think this is how the Jews felt on the day of Pentecost.
They had been reading the Scriptures their whole lives, but had the interpretations wrong. In Acts 2, Peter, filled with the Holy Spirit (a co-author in the Trinity), and was able to explain to the people what God meant. The Author opened their understanding. How can we expect the people of the world to understand all we gleen from the Bible? (1 Corinthians 1:18- 2:16 ) They must have the Author to explain it to them.
Let's point them to the Author and let Him explain the finer things to them.
We must be bold, yes, but it is not up to us that they “get” it.
It's up to us that they hear it.