If God wasn’t real, if Jesus was only human, I would never ever ever be so stupid as to allow myself to be dunked in water, thoroughly and completely soaking wet, presented in front of hundreds and hundreds of people – most of them strangers – and have the whole experience being seen and watched and recorded, with my big fat name and big fat face up there on the big fat screen. Me up there on the big gigantic huge-ass LCD screen, soaking wet, probably looking like an idiot, water streaming down my hair and cheeks, and my clothes heavy with the weight of water, in front of a gargantuan audience. Not the most glamorous side of yourself you would like to present to massive crowds of complete strangers, acquaintances and friends. No, I am not that stupid.
I did it because I know of a God, a God whose love is so complete, so all-round, so eternal.
