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San Grail Or Sangria

San Grail? Sangria? From humblest manger beginnings, He grew a wit to teach the Temple’s teachers, but in His age, the sad reality...: The world was rife with prophets and preachers. He was a novelty, a prodigy -- received as well then as such are today -- childlike, unsettling ‘Od’ity and Upstart Who crossed all class boundary. Until He was grown, this carpenter’s Son won no followers, had no fun or friends, seemed consigned to the same oblivion as other prophets who met quiet ends. But His public career got launched just fine, since His first miracle was making wine.

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Date: 5/15/2011 9:49:00 AM
Nice character sketch you worded so well, James
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