We’ve got a hospital appointment, followed by a seminar, unofficially billed as ‘Meet the Scriveners’.
Thankfully, the official title is ‘Finding identity in Jesus’. So..
I’m thinking we’ll just lie. Glen can share cosy anecdotes from our perfect marriage, with me nodding adoringly at key points. ‘Hey honey – tell them about that thing you do: with the potato chips (Fake punch on arm) – it’s just the cutest…’ Or maybe ‘Here’s how we keep Bible reading and prayer top of our agenda’.
This would be fine if, A. we did keep bible reading and prayer at the top of our agenda and, B. we were entirely different people.
So – identity in Jesus. What would you say? I’m tempted by: Here’s who we are as Christians. Now go and do it! .. Just like us!
But that would be BAD.
Bad because we’re no kind of example.
Bad because telling someone to just ‘love Jesus more’ doesn’t work – any more than saying ‘just be nicer’. (I’ve tried).
Bad because – well, I got nothing. No wisdom. No practical tips or helpful verses. Nothing – except a relationship. With a Saviour who can’t be codified. I’m not sure He can be explained. But He can be offered. And He does it all.