Let's take the gloves off!

        "God dam!" little Mary Pisticoni cussed. She had waited for that parking
    space 15 minutes. And some jerk loops in front of her. That was the last
    straw. Mary got out of her hybrid Toyota and pounded on the morons
    window. "Just who the Hell do you think you are!?" she shouted at the top
    of her tiny lungs. The window rolled down slowly. "Jesus Christ." the man
    answered calmly. He stepped out and offered Mary a chocolate chip cookie.
    She slapped it away, "I've waiting 30 minutes for that space! Get out!"
    "Child do you know me? I am He. I have returned to bring peace into the
    world." he said this and ate one of his cookies.

          Mary smacked the bag of cookies out his hand. "Get this straight!
    Move that pick-up or I'm gonna wallop you!" Mary growled and rolled up
    the sleeves of her pink blouse. "There are more important things in life;
    Mary." he answered. Mary hesitated, "How do you know my name?"
    The man smiled. Mary took a step back. Could this be Him? The one
    for told? She glanced over at her fish magnet on the back of her Toyota.
    What was she doing? She believed in the risen Jesus. How could she be
    so blind? Mary apologized. She got back into her Hybrid and found another
    space two blocks away. She enjoyed the walk and brushed a bee off her
    name tag. Mary cursed her gullibility, "I will kill him!"

          But, she was too late the pick-up had left. A BMW was parked there.
    Mary left a note under the BMW's windshield wiper. "Jesus in a pick-up
    knocked off your mirror." She wrote down the pick-up's license number
    and strode proudly into The Church of Latter Day Saints.+

    Reflections: If you see Glen Beck do not shower him with your drinks.
                      Pray that he no longer confuses Jesus with the Republican
                      Party. Jesus wanted peace.+

    Ahmen


    Muzzy