Jess Bless
So it seems I'll be spending Christmas by my lonesome this year. As I told Sir Jojo, I'm not really minding that. I mean I actually kinda look forward to it. As antisocial as that may sound, there's reason behind it -- I think. See, all my life Christmas has been a huge five or six month fiesta. I've never really had time to just sit down and think about it. And that's something I have this year. I took this picture at the Museum of Fine Arts as part of a school project. This is one of the very few medieval Christ sculptures that were able to survive. Centuries old and it still strikes you. I suddenly remember the Days anecdote. You go up to Christ. Ask him: "How much do you love me?" He spreads his arms and dies on the cross. Somehow that anecdote isn't even half as efficient as this image in conveying the same message. Talk about holy surrender. Anyway, I'm a couple of days early but I would just like to greet everyone a Merry, Merry Christmas.
p.s. Chris recounts the anecdote rather differently:
You go up to Christ and you ask Him:
"How much do You love me?"
He spreads His arms and as He is about to die, says:
THIS.
*hilarity ensues*
Oh, Chris Ong.