I’ve been tagged by Scott Carson (and feel honored by the company he keeps).

I can play that game! I will reply (in suitably garbled paraphrase) by falling back on one of my favorite passages from Chesterton, and leave it at that.

There was a man once in the East long ago,
and I cannot look at a Sunset, a mountain,
a sparrow or a fig tree, without thinking of him.

This is another way of saying, Jesus ain’t my buddy. And he ain’t my pal. He’s something else.