My Christian walk has been more of a stagger

Christian maturity takes a while…or even a lifetime, remarks Jeff Lucas 

Working out in a hotel gym recently, I felt quite intimidated by the array of shiny, hi-tech exercise equipment. I opted for what I thought would be the simplicity of a treadmill, and was delighted to find I could not only do the physical workout but choose from hiking a variety of famous mountain trails, courtesy of a video monitor. Now I was puffing and panting my way across the Pyrenees, despite being in Birmingham. Marvellous. 

There was also a nifty additional onscreen feature. A device displayed other walkers from around the world, who appeared as avatars, some ahead of me, others walking towards me. But then I noticed that one of the oncoming walkers looked rather like me. The resemblance was striking – the same stranded peninsula of a hairstyle, the same crooked nose. It was me: marching briskly towards…me. 

Two questions rushed through my mind. Firstly, how did this…