My colleague Joe Henderson has been in a cave writing a doctoral dissertation. But today, he poked his head out long enough to relay his hesitancy to hug. ‘I’m a handshaker, not a hugger,’ Joe tells me. He’s not alone. Fellow-blogger and colleague Fred Sanders is another non-hugger. For all of you non-huggers, then, and in the interest of equal representation, here is Joe’s version of an embodied theology of reconciliation.
‘Maybe you could do a theology of shaking hands. I’ve suggested some steps for theological reflection. This is more a farmer’s handshake than a business man’s handshake.
1)Â Look at your shoes, when other guy enters your personal space.
2)Â Signal you are willing to shake hands – by shifting weight to right foot and looking at other guyâ€™s shoes.
3)Â Grasp other guy’s hand, shake, release, while looking at upper right corner of room.
4)Â Give a quick nod, indicates â€œthat was all OK, right?â€
5)Â Fold your arms and look at your shoes.’