A shop encounter
Consider this situation: you've known your mother for all your life. You know her sense of humor, the things she often says, the places and people she loves. You know her appearance-- her height and hair, eyes and skin. But then one day a stranger comes to you and says, "Let me describe your mother to you", and proceeds to describe someone who, while bearing a passing resemblance to your mother, is in reality nothing like her. "See," they say, "I know your mother! I've just told you all about her! In fact, I really love her!" Do you agree with them? Or do you answer that they have no idea what they're talking about? This was the illustration that I found myself giving a random man in a shop last week, as he tried to tell me that he and his people knew and loved my Savior. It's a line I often hear: "We know J. Everything about him is contained in our book! We love him too, just like all the others." But how can they say that th...