Es sind ja nur noch zwei Wochen bis zum Fest – höchste Zeit also, dass es hier im Blog auch mal ein wenig christlich zur Sache geht. Als ich gestern einen netten Weihnachts-Abend bei A Cappella und festlichen Geschichten verbrachte, gab es auch Antworten auf die Fragen, wer Jesus denn nun wirklich war.

A black friend of mine had 3 good arguments that Jesus was black:
1. He called everyone “brother”.
2. He liked gospel.
3. He couldn’t get a fair trial.

A Jewish friend had 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Jewish:
1. He went into his father’s business.
2. He lived at home until he was 30.
3. He was sure his mother was a virgin,and his mother was sure he was God.

An Italian friend gave his 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was Italian:
1. He talked with his hands.
2. He had wine with every meal.
3. He used olive oil.

My California friends also had 3 equally good arguments that Jesus was a Californian:
1. He never cut his hair.
2. He walked around barefoot all the time.
3. He started a new religion.

A good Irish friend then gave his 3 arguments that Jesus was Irish:
1. He never got married.
2. He was always telling stories.
3. He loved green pastures.

But my wife had the most compelling evidence of all that Jesus was really a woman:
1. He fed a crowd at a moment’s notice when there was no food.
2. He kept trying to get a message across to a bunch of men who just didn’t get it.
3. And even when he was dead, He had to get up because there was more work to do