Yesterday while having dinner I sort of told my boyfriend– I told him– ‘I feel like I’m fallingk in love with Jesus’. I’d just come back from a service then and– I can’t even remember what Hugh was preachingk about, somethingk about judgment, Romans 2 somethingk?, I can quote it for you sometime if– anyway my boyfriend, bless his heart, he was brilliant, my boyfriend when I told him I was fallingk in love with Jesus he took up both of my hands and sort of– sort of kissed them. Gingerly. And I don’t use the word “gingerly” so you must know how “gingerly” I mean. Just, I mean, how sweet is that?
Just that very charming gesture of takingk up my hands like that and kissingk them like that, I just thought, I mean, this guy is just, really, you know, unexpected? The whole thing was unexpected. I just did not expect him to kiss my hands when I told him I was in love with Jesus Christ. I just told it to the guy because it was what crossed my mind when I was in church praisingk and thinkingk about God. And then he goes and kisses my hands? It’s just– how do I put this– it’s like he was immediately able to bypass his own faith and kiss my hands when I told him I was in love with the Son of God. It probably sounds really trite now? ’cause I’m retelling the story? even I hear it, it doesn’t sound as epic as it felt– but I’m thinkingk that if he turned around and told me that he was in love with Muhammad or somethingk I would be sort of freaked out? I would maybe think he was getting cultish or somethingk? Yet when I told him how I felt about Jesus he upped and kissed my hands. And he was smiling, like genuinely smiling, and he told me how proud and happy he was of me. It was like– like he welcomed the fact that I was falling in love with Christ as much as, if not even more than, my fellow Christians would have.
Can I imagine myself kissingk his hands if he told me he was in love with Muhammad? No. I don’t know. Maybe, maybe not entirely no. Okay if he burst through my door right now and told me he was in love with Muhammad – yes, I suppose, why not, there’s always somethingk attractive about a person who’s in love? And if I loved that person already, yes I suppose, I suppose if I saw his eyes light up when he talked about loving Muhammad, I suppose I’d be similarly infected with the excitement that comes with newfound love and newfound joy? the wide-eyed admiration with somethingk other than the self?– I might even be excited enough to kiss his hands the way he did mine.