Every week when I pick up my English Woman’s Weekly I look forward to reading the often humorous, refreshingly normal column by Rosemary which is found inside the back page. In fact Doug usually tries to get to Rosie before I do.
I was delighted last week to see that she ended her column with the short but all encompassing sentence. ‘Just saying.’ I just love it. It can be expressed in so many different ways. If you are a teenager you can casually mutter with a shrug of the shoulders. Just saying. It can be used as a question Just saying? Or with a whine, just say—ing. It can be said tongue in cheek with a sparkle in the eyes and a grin. Just saying. It can be even used deviously when one is gossiping. Just sa-ay-ying. (Though I might add I’m sure none of my blog readers would do that). It can be used with palms facing outwards eyes wide in an act of surrender, in a ‘don’t shoot the messenger’ kind of way. Just Saying! The list goes on and on. Just saying! Just saying; just saying.
In the gospel of John chapter five you find Jesus ‘just saying’ a few straight words to the Jews who were opposed to him healing on the Sabbath and making Himself equal with God. In verse 24 Jesus remarked, “I say emphatically that anyone who listens to my message and believes in God who sent me has eternal life,….” Do you believe Jesus is the Son of God? Have you told God so? Just saying! (Said with eyebrows raised and a smile on my face).