For many this picture symbolises boredom.
Long church services, barely making sense of what is being said.
Old Mrs Smith ….(or Mrs Tembo..depending on where you are from) gives you mean looks across the pew.
You swing your legs, count tiles…candy crush.
This Jesus they have spoken about for so long.Who is He?
What did He ever do for me?
Why would anyone in this day and age need a saviour?
Why not Vashti.. or the myriad of gods running around these days.
I haven’t met another God that tells me He loves me.
Or a Saviour that died for me.
He wants you to know He loves you.
Oh and likes you., you quirky thing you.