Thursday, June 6, 2013

Jesus the Carpenter & the Unfinished Add-On.



Is Jesus home?

He's out.

You know when he'll be back?

I suspect it could be a while. To what is this pertaining to?

Well, he started a project for me, an add-on to my place over here on Via Way, and he's half-done and it's holding up the other guys.

Did you pay him?

Yeah, I paid him.

Before he finished? Tsk tsk. How much more does he have to do?

Maybe two, three days. He's doing a hell of a job, I hate to have to hire another guy.

Well, I'm sure he'll finish it.

Yeah, but when?

Well, as I say, he's out right now.


He's wandering around the general vicinity.

Doing what?

Saving the world, etc.

Saving the-- Oh! That's this Jesus? I heard about that! That's our Jesus?


Miracles, Son of God, so on?

Yes, sir.

Well, I'll be. Hmm. I must say I'm rather surprised. He kept to himself on the job. Had very little to say actually. Of course, you could tell he was thinking.

Yes, always thinking.

Huh! Well, I'll be darned. Okay. Of course this doesn't exactly solve my problem, does it?

Perhaps not, but it puts it into context.

How's that?

Well, he's saving the world, and you're worried about your add-on.

You trivialize my house being in an uproar with an unfinished room? Bare drywall, dust everywhere. And it's not just a room, it's the den slash home office I've always dreamed about. You don't think these rather extreme suggestions he's making about himself might be called into serious question if it gets around that he's left my add-on half-done? And who knows how many other projects he's left in the lurch. There could be three-legged tables and unhung doors all over Nazareth. You can't up and start a new profession without tying your loose ends up first. No, ma'am, I don't think he'd want this to get around. Bad for business.

I hope you're not talking about blackmailing the Son of God.

No, but I am considering small claims court. My goodness, the Son of God. Such a quiet fella on the job. Although he talked to himself a lot, come to think of it. Working something out. Well, tell him I came by. I really think he could knock it off in two, three days. Maybe he could just come over on the weekend. I'll gladly pay overtime.

I'll tell him. I'll let him know.

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