One of the people I met at University was the legendary JW. He an Old Wykehamist from the far south, law then french student. Me a miner’s son from the north seeing if astrophysics makes sense. We both shared a love for Jesus, and from his passion I learnt many things about the joy of discipleship.
We had a robust way of insulting one another. I was often referred to as a wombat. In fact, many things were. There must be lot of wombats in Hampshire. People did not know what to make of these interchanges, and the fact that we enjoyed them.
And because we both had our peculiar backgrounds, but explored topics together, we often had a clumsy way of conversing. I would respond to J’s comment. He would, often with a smile, say what he thought I meant. And I would either agree or correct him. And so we made progress, put the world to rights, and grew in wisdom, understanding and grace.
It was a bit like that at the Nexus meeting tonight. No correcting, though, just a variety of thoughts aired adding to the picture that we all shared. Thanks for the fellowship all!