Born in a barn
If Jesus were here today, he'd probably live in a bachelor
apartment above an old out-of-business service station in rural Ontario, Canada.
More than likely be vegan and host a podcast called The Daily Miracle. The apartment
would be spotless. And although he was born in a barn, I don't think he'd appreciate everyone
mentioning that fact, every time they visited.
He would still have twelve
friends. One, of course, a traitor. The others could be and would be, a big fat
gender-confused spectrum of interesting possibilities. Oh yeah, and maybe a
hooker on the side for arm art because I don't think he would be into tats.
The opening lines of his podcast would be. “My dad loves you
and so do I” The guest would come on the
show with a host of problems. Why yes, pun intended. Thank you. He would
ponder, think and say out loud “What would daddy do?” I think your solution my
friend is stuck between stagnation and creation. Look what can be done with a
stick and mud. What I'm trying to say is “Don't be a stick in the mud, make
something happen” You woke up, so wake
up and create your daily miracle. At the end of the show, he would have a simple closing remark “Amen”
