The congregation gathers weekly, looking for the miracle, looking for the unity that words bring. Some come to request, others to receive, all are here to sift the words for hope, and news of “His” arrival.
As the hour nears, the air feels electric, crackles redemption, and all eyes turn skyward. The impetus of promise is contagious, luminous, the genius of its alchemy mysterious and legend. The wait is finally over—
Jesus arrives in a limousine: double digit peace signs waving Wal-Mart gift cards throwing, Chuck E Cheese decals on white leather.
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