“Took the part of John the Baptist through no fault of my own.” When the Lord has something for me to do I am a willing partner, but there is a part of me that realizes the part I’ve been handed is not something I would voluntarily do. Usually, almost always, it’s something my entire being would normally rebel against. Me? You talking to me? You want me to talk to that stranger? Not something I’m well-equipped to do. My small talk is unimaginative and non-existent. You sure you’re talking to me? Well, that’s how this song works for me. “You make me tell the world when the truth is known. All those perfect imperfections make the season of the rose.” Cool.
Nigel Clothier