Boxing Day. Walked the dog by a lagoon to do some birdwatching and met lots of nice people and their out of town families enjoying a break in the weather. Everybody was feeling benevolent. Then I resumed my usual activities
ok, for real. I was kind of annoyed because Pilate parolled me and I am thinking, well that's kind of pointless. Anyway, so it was a modern era and I had an assistant to pick up my email-- yes. Jesus got email, but my assistant was not that techno savvy. So here I am, I'm Jesus, I'm not crucified --- so what's the point, and the disciple whose supposed to be a personal assistant is the village idiot This is gonna make my job SOO much harder because it's hard to be a Saviour when you're ALIVE.
My apologies to the Christians among you. But it was really kind of amusing, if you think about it.