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"It's okay, Mary. I got this. Everything's gonna be okay ..." |
"Bit of a shithole," Joseph was thinking.
"I'm not sleeping here!" Mary was saying.
There was an old palette covered in straw in the corner. Moonlight filtered in through the cracks in the walls, giving everything a silvery-blue hue.
And then a guy dressed as Batman - that's right, not Batman himself, but just a guy in a costume - burst in and started entertaining the visitors, including a bunch of school kids from God knows where.
Jesus slept through the whole thing; he was always a good sleeper.
Other sources for this dream: suggested that our Elderflower cordial was, though unlikely, pressed by the feet of virgins.
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