And all of a sudden you show up from the woods. Skinny and hungry.

Walk to where John was baptizing people. Ask to be baptized.

John complies. You walk away trying to find some nourishment.

Walk to town. Walk into your parents home. The house explodes in

happiness. Maria serves you food and drink. You have it and rest.

You took a long nap. You awoke and told Mama had something to take

care of. Gather some people around you and tell them some changes

are going to take effect. You start with 12 fellows. Who didn’t know how

to read or write. But were good people. With clean hearts. Angels don’t

know how to read. People start following you the next day. They see

you change water into wine. You must be the chosen, they thought.

Thinking they would never run out of wine. The bastards! Then, listen

to your parables…some scratch their heads…others wonder at your

words…making them think as never before.

– This man is talking sense. I’ve never thought about that before.

And you went on from that day on. As time went by, more and more

people started following you. Lots more. The occupying Roman

governor took notice of it. His bought agents started a conspiracy

against you. Invented ways to unseat you. To brake your aim goal.

They wanted to appear everything legal. They brought you to trial and

decided to put you to death. And after a repulsive gruesome

exposure of your noble behavior, decided to execute in the most

humiliating possible way of the time. By crucifying you.

Slowly and painfully. In the middle of the day. It was a hot day. Full of

swirling dust. The dogs were barking and howling…smelling the scent

of blood in the air. And your body fell forward with your noble chin

on your chest. Gravity did the rest and you died. Sweet brother.

Wish have been there. I would killed as many as possible to help you.

EO

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