So I bumped into Jesus at the WaWa this morning…
ME: Oh you’re just the one I wanted to see.
JESUS: Ta da! And here I am as if by magic. What’s on your mind, toots?
ME: Why aren’t you doing something about all this hate going around? It’s tearing us apart.
JESUS: What would you like me to do? Smite a few people? I could start a plague. Nothing horrible. I haven’t done locusts for a while. How about that?
ME: Naw. Isn’t that just more hate and anger?
JESUS: It sure is, tootsie-bell. Nobody listens to me anymore anyway. They all think they know what I’m thinking but they don’t. If I came out to the public, they’d just want to send me back to where I came from. Mobs don’t take kindly to me, remember?
ME: So what do we do?
JESUS: Well now that’s a good question. When all else fails, just love each other.
ME: But they hate people who are different. My love is meaningless.
JESUS: Was mine?
ME: Point taken. Okay, I’ll try.
JESUS: Good. Just remember, when you take your final breath, everybody gets sent ‘back’. Now can you get me a bottle of Yoo-Hoo and a hoagie? I’m starving.”
ME: Sure.
JESUS: Oh and one other thing…
ME: Yes?
JESUS: Love ya.
ME: Back atcha.
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