I've always felt Christian, I've always read the Bible and had it read to me. Yet readings from the Bible have never moved me almost to tears, never really hit a nerve.
But tonight, sat on the back rows in a Methodist church at a prayer and reflection service attended mainly by young Catholics, I quite casually listened to the speaker read these words from John 15:
Jesus said,"My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one’s life for one’s friends. You are my friends if you do what I command. I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master’s business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you. You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit—fruit that will last—and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you. This is my command: Love each other."
No sermon. No analysis. Just 119 powerful words, 501 characters. Much much more than a tweet.