Michael Malone - Weebly

"All makes sense. Jesus wakes up, goes back to
His carpentry shop in Galilee. No doubt by now He's
sensibly concluded He never should have left it in the
first place. Those moronic disciples of His find out from
the women they left at the tomb, too scared to stick
themselves, that Christ is gone! Ascended! Naturally,
they don't believe a word of it at first. Would you? Then
gradually the notion dawns on them. The Messiah! If
He beat death, they've got a miracle worth the world.
They head home to spread the good news. Who do
they spot on the road but Jesus Himself, nail holes in
His hands and fed up with trying to talk idiots into
salvation. Of course, they can see that their whole
religion is going to be laughed off the map if their risen
Christ is seen tapping out cabinets in Nazareth. So!
They kill Him! How about that? Find a flaw."
Passion and port drove the shy curate to his feet
"But no, you see, no! You're talking about it from the
wrong…I mean, the mystery isn't whether…Christ was
the Son of God, Miss Dingley. That's my point.
He was God. God died. God chose to suffer the
ugliest, most sordid death the most wretched of us