What do you think is in Luke’s heart?
Oh, I don’t know, let me take a look at him.
You need to look at him to guess what is in his heart?
Yes, of course, you don’t think I can just wing it on some vague idea of him?
Well, no, I guess not, I hadn’t thought about that way before.
Oh yes, of course, I’m going to have to have a look at him.
No problem, that is no problem. Take a look.
Otherwise, I might be in danger of making it up.
Making it up, you say?
Yes, imagining something that is there that isn’t there at all.
Well, no, we can’t have that, I suppose.
No, that wouldn’t be any good at all.
We need an honest response.
We need a true appraisal of what is in there.
Yes, we do.
I have some questions?
Fire away?
Is he nice to his mum? Is he kind to the people he loves? Does he at least think about the people worse off than he? Does he smile at the lonely widow who lives two doors away? Does he give some money, or time, to the poor? Does he help the young boy who has fallen down? Does he make those around him laugh? Does he help friends when they are in need? Would he go to a stranger’s aid in the street? Does he treat those who have alternative lives the way they want to be treated even though he doesn’t understand? Would he jump into a lake to save a puppy from drowning? Would he stand up for those being treated badly by a bully? Would he stand in solidarity for the underdog? Is he gracious when he loses? Does he understand his privilege?
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