“Do you have any frankincense?” Sharon asked me a couple weeks ago. And as I responded “Yes,” as if that were a a totally normal thing to ask (and as if that were a totally normal response to give), I thought about just what a weird person I have to be to have frankincense just sitting around my office all the time. But I’m also reminded that Jesus was just a little bit weird. He paid a tax by having a fish basically spit out a coin. He cursed a fig tree. And weirdest of all was the company he kept. Jesus didn’t mind being a little bit weird, or hanging out with others who were. So go be weird for Jesus. And love all the weird people around you.
