My wife shouted back “Just a minute,” and something about bathing the baby, so I just put the kettle on and went and found my teenage lad. “Hi son*, I just wanna ask you how your day was and what you’re up to now!”
“Just fine,” he said, “and I’m just doing some homework right now. I’ve just need another few minutes then I’m done. Can I just have an hour on the X-Box when I’ve finished?”
“That’s just fine son, just make sure you only have an hour and no more. I just don’t want mum breathing down my neck on this one right? We boys have just gotta stick together.”
Then my wife calls from upstairs. “I’ll just be down in a minute!” “Don’t worry babes” (my totally original name for her) I shout back, “I’ll just come up and help out after I’ve just made a cup of tea. Do you want a cuppa?”
“Yes please, just a small cup, I’ve had quite a lot today!”
So I make the tea, we have dinner, the baby goes to bed . . . . eventually, my teenage lad has sixty one minutes on the computer (just to show me who’s boss), and I just take the dogs out for a thirty minute stroll! Then I spend thirty minutes checking emails for earth shattering news and scanning the latest cliches on Facebook, and then I just begin to pray:
“Lord, I just wanna thank you for just who You are. I’m just so grateful for my family, what a gift they are to me. And Lord, I just pray your richest blessings in Christ that one day, we will just know our Bibles so well and have a proper biblically informed vocabulary, that we just no longer need to use the word ‘just’ every time we speak to each other, or even when we just pray to You. Lord, the word ‘just’ is only a minute degree better than the word ‘nice’. Please deliver us. In Jesus’ Just Name. Amen”
* not his real name.