Completely ironic.I saw this sign a few weeks ago at a church by my parents' farm and I had to go back and take a photo.
This local church has had a nativity out front every Christmas for years. This year was different as some hooligan stole the baby Jesus.
Needless to say, Jesus never returned.
It reminds me of this time my friend Emily and I were at Harry's in Brookline, MA.
We were sitting at the bar, drinking Harpoon, watching the Red Sox game and mourning our loss after our friend Mike (Jesus) Marshall who left Boston and started school at the University of Miami, FL. (I met Mike in Israel as a part of a group of friends with two Mikes: one Jewish and the other- this one- Irish Catholic. Therefore, one was "Jew," and the other "Jesus").
A few weeks prior to the evening at Harry's, Mike had been calling us and letting us know that he didn't fit in in Florida and was thinking about coming back to Boston. However, more recently, he was changing his mind and Emily chimed in and said in a matter-of-fact tone "You realize Jesus isn't coming back, right?"
The North Shore bartender who was filling us two more pints got wide-eyed, looked to the side, and said "ooooookkkay."
