This Who is a little harder than last week’s: if I do not know you, how might your own story fit me as a new character?
I believe that in the turmoil and gifts, challenges and joys, grief and blessings that is life, we are not only – obviously – at the centre of the stage, but we are the play’s protagonist. As a result, regardless of how much self-reflection one has done, the Other has to fit into the story we tell ourselves.
One Christian aspiration is to see the Other – the Stranger – as a Holy Guest, as a mirror of one’s own openness to the movement of God in the world. A lofty aspiration, but sometimes it’s easier said than done. Somewhere in-between these two poles – the aspiration and where one is at – is the me you have met.
This Who is a little harder than last week’s: if I do not know you, how might your own story fit me as a new character? Until we meet one another, it’s all conjecture and the potential contained in our knowing one another remains unrealised …