Jesus, Saturday December 23, 29 CE
Another successful week expanding the mission and finding rich sinners to turn from their wickedness and give generously to the poor. It’s all going very well, yet I’m feeling oddly restless. There must be more to it than this.
That sounds like a knock at the door. Who would be visiting at this time of night in the middle of winter? I can hear voices: more than one; a man and a woman; familiar voices. Surely not! I’m going to see for myself.