Remember choose your own adventure books? I loved them as a kid. When I read them I felt like I was an active participant rather than a passive observer. The Bible is supposed to be like this. When we sit down to read, we are placing on our lap a living book that bites back. But the Bible is powerfully “relevant” not because we are in charge but because God wields the words that confront us like a master surgeon wields a scalpel. Forgetting this is dangerous. And a few months ago I forgot. I sat down on the couch that morning, grabbed my phone, and clicked on my Bible app. I rolled my eyes internally when 1 Corinthians 13 popped up. 1 Corinthians 13 is that passage we all tune out at weddings because we’ve heard it over and over again. We’ve turned it into a cliché. “Love is patient, love is kind …” And like the nagging repetition of a parent droning on, I was not interested in hearing the same old things again. I was about to look for another passage to read when the Spirit pricked my conscience.