So, my son and I were sitting in Taco Bell the other day. (I know, the rich and hip writers hang out in coffee shops. I hope I didn’t disappoint you with the revelation that I don’t.) He was preparing to teach a Bible class at church, and was sharing his outline with me.
For no apparent reason, he stopped his review and said, “You know, people always say how we are Jesus’ hands and feet? Well, it was His hands and feet that were nailed to the cross. How can we say we are His hands and feet if we aren’t completely surrendered to Him?”