Jesus was a fat man

Jesus was a fat man

April 14, 2011 by Philip | Edit

Last night with a group of youth we talked about a short story or poem. It was a part of our packet and to be honest I don’t know where it came from, but give it a read and think about what it means for you.


Jesus was a fat man with a mobile phone.

I know because I saw him.

He got out of the community transport but, slightly breathless, helped the old lady out, and walked her slowly towards her front door.

She fumbled for her keys, with shaking hands which were once young, but now were old; which once attracted, but now repelled.

‘See you tomorrow, Maud,’ said the fat man.

‘See you tomorrow, love’.

if it wasn’t Jesus, it was someone very like him.



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