Unfaithful? Moi?
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This evening, Mrs R and I are off to the Opera to see a Mozart classic about two guys who manage to let themselves be persuaded that their betrothed(s) don't love them quite as much as they like to think. They dress up as strangers and try to win the hand (successfully) of each others' fiancées. Hilarity ensues - but all ends up OK. That's Cosi fan Tutte in a nutshell.
It's an enjoyable musical evening - live music, good tunes, a few laughs - but underlying it all is a rather sad tale of faithlessness. It doesn't take much for the two young lovers to change their allegiance. Sad - but actually not a million miles away from a world which now celebrates infidelity through affair-dating-agencies.
And not a million miles away from my heart, in all probability. This is the week that Mrs R and I celebrate the start of our teenage dating (er, 26 years ago). Faithfulness is a fruit of the Spirit (rather than faith, I take it) - and it's just as well. For unless the one who is supremely faithful dwells within us, makes his home within us and causes his character to flow from our hearts, the old self, the old Adrian, would no doubt be as unfaithful as they come.
That he's not is all of God and none of me, and I daily thank him for it.
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