Jesus And His PR Guy Named Jake
It was mid-dawn.
A calm wind swept by.
Jesus sat on a flat rock,
His face in his hands.
Jake, his PR guy,
Rushed up to him.
He unfolded a poster of Jesus,
Smiling with his arms out for embrace.
"Whaddya think?" asked Jake. "It'll be huge!"
"I can't do that," said Jesus.
"How else are you gonna get the word out
And win the people over?"
"Love." said Jesus.
"You can't love everyone," said Jake.
"Why not?" asked Jesus.
"It's impossible," said Jake. "It's too many people."
"I am compelled to do so," said Jesus.
"Just as you were compelled to make those posters,
I am compelled to love everyone down here."
"Good luck with that," said Jake,
Walking down the mountain now
Into the village below.
Jesus watched
As the glow of the moonlight
Tracked Jake down the hill
Like some unsung angel
Needing light to fuel his soul.
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