I made this point during the sermon last Sunday night. We were talking about “random things” and I said “if presence is the opposite of absence, and absence makes the heart grow fonder, what does presence make?”

The answer?

Familiarity breeds contempt!

I was joking of course, because the fact is after seven years with the brethren at Guy I have nothing but love for you. I am “familiar” with you all, having been in your homes, by your hospital beds, sat across the fellowship table with you, preached your loved ones funerals and married away your kids. We’re familiar, but there’s no contempt here; I only have the best wishes for you!