Jesus Walks

This week has been another rough one. Last weekend was a 3-day weekend for me but it flew by between the boys coming home Friday, my 5K on Saturday and my brother and his family visiting. I won’t even get into how many hours I spent outside doing yard work and how many loads of laundry got dragged up and down the basement stairs. By Monday I was exhausted and the rest of the week has been more of the same. The one exciting thing this week was getting Nate signed up for swimming lessons. I think it’ll be fun for us to take a class together. Of course it could be a disaster so check back with me next month.

Last week while Aimee was driving us to work she pointed out a man walking down the street carrying what appeared to be a very large wooden cross. We had been wondering why there was so much traffic and sure enough as soon as we passed him it was smooth sailing. I wish I had fished my phone out of my purse to take a picture because it was the most bizarre thing I have ever seen. The cross was as big as the man and it looked heavy although he carried it with relative ease. Aimee and I are sarcastic bitches so of course we started making jokes. I wondered if it would be easier to carry if his hands were nailed to it (I’m going to Hell already so may as well enjoy it while I can). Aimee tried to think of some religious holiday that he might be doing it for. The local church just up the road had just been named a Basilica so I thought that maybe he had made the cross for the church and his car had broken down so he had to carry it. He was dressed oddly (almost monk-like Aimee noted) so we were very perplexed.

We had a lot of questions that will never be answered:

How does he go to the bathroom?

When/where does he eat?

Where does he sleep?

Isn’t he tired?

Does he take breaks?

Did he train with smaller pieces of wood?

We got to work and of course no one believed us when we told them we saw Jesus on

Hill Street

. As we left work one of our co-workers drove past and told us that they were talking about Jesus on the radio. Turns out this man was dressed as Jesus, carrying a cross and he was walking all the way to Montauk…from Brooklyn! He wants to draw “attention to Jesus because everyone needs him”. The most interesting part is that he is a former male prostitute. Repentance anyone? I’m not religious so I don’t understand his need to do this, but good for him for doing something that he believes in. I think we could all be better people if we focused on something in our lives and gave it our all. Just don’t ask me to carry anything heavy.

The more casual side of "Jesus"



BTW the title of this post is also one of my favorite Kanye West songs.