Just as the song says, it was a cold dark night in Jerusalem. Most people had retired for the night except those people of the night. Roman rule had become increasing oppressive and the Jews were waiting anxiously for the deliverer who would save the people from Rome.
Outside her house Annah could hear the street whores giggling as they tried to lure Roman officers in for some earthly pleasures. If any people could overthrow the Romans it was those women, she thought to herself. She was a bit worried that David had not come back home yet. He normally did not take this long, but then it was a long trip. David was a shepherd-boy and he worked very hard taking care of the sheep. Once in a while he would get in a spot of trouble when returning home, but that was just because the Roman soldiers were always looking to create some.
Soon they would be delivered. And not by that Jesus character either. He was some sort of magician--creating dinner for thousands from a few loaves and some sardines. How could people eat that stuff? They must have known he made it. What where they thinking? That the disciples and him carried enough food for thousands with them up the hill? C'mon give me a break. Oh, well. She knew that wherever David was he was safe--for God would always guide him.
"Where is the wurtle?! Where is it?" the creature screamed at David in Hebrew. "Peace be still" said the prophet. David recognized him from the newspapers. He was that Jesus fellow. "Who you talking to?" the creature screamed at Jesus. Perhaps I should just nail you down and torture you"
"No!" yelled another one. "That will not help us. They will speak."
David wanted to pray but he did not exactly know how. "Can you teach me how to pray?" he whispered to the prophet-man. "Not know kid...you'll have to wait till the sermon on the mount or you'll be depriving generations unborn."
David nodded like he understood what the man meant, but still he was scared. He had locked the sheep in their barn on the outskirts of greater Jerusalem and was walking home when, a few hundred cubits outside the wall of Jerusalem he met a blind man who had just come from the city. "Peace to you" he had said to the blind man who proceeded to tell him a parable. David knew he was late going home, but the parable was interesting. It was about a man in a far away land, whose name was called Jack.
He had sat and discussed with the blind man awhile and was amazed at just how much the fellow knew. He spoke about other worlds and stars far away. He spoke about things called spaceships that flew like birds. And then there were footsteps from behind. David turned around long enough to see a young man, whom he now recognized as Jesus, wave a greeting to the old me "hey pop!" And then, in an instance, a big bird that spat fire from it's tail descended upon them. Three big creatures floated out from the bird's belly and pushed David inside the bird. He could hear them discuss outside. "Leave the blind man alone! He can not be of help to us! Quick get the other one...he's the one we’re looking for!" And now they were within the bird.
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