What if dialogue was the only way to Kenya's salvation? Would we still reject it? What would that mean to our nation? Naaman had to dip himself in a river he considered dirty. That was his only way to healing. He had dismissed the prophet's dirty-river solution and was returning home in his sick condition. But life is not always delivered on our terms.
His servants persuaded him. His healing came not from his lofty understanding but from the voice of his aides. They should have left their master to his wisdom. But they had faith on his behalf. He had them to thank for his baby-pure skin. We are becoming too philosophical about dialogue in an effort to dismiss its necessity. Dialogue is being rejected as if it serves nothing.