These are the times that try men’s souls.
I find myself pondering the essential questions. What should we do, how can we live an ethical life in an age of terror?
But most importantly, where would Jesus bat if he played for the Australian test team?
I don’t know about you, but I’ve always seen Jesus as an all-rounder, the sort of gritty, determined player who could come in at number four or five and put together a handy half-century that would steady the side and lead to a big total. Nothing too flash, but useful with the bat.
I’d imagine he could also be a handy leg-spinner and pick up the odd wicket or two.
“Oh and another beautiful cover drive brings up Jesus’ century. The crowd is getting on their feet to salute this major religious figure and plucky batsman. Now he’s taking off his helmet and looking up at the sky, Jim.”
“Probably having a chat with his dad, Kerry”
“You know Jim, Jesus is a religious man but I’ve never seen him cross himself.”
“Bit of a sore point there Kerry.”