In a hot classroom, late in the day. Professor Dunn has been lecturing on the fourth century councils that clarified the humanity/divinity problem with Jesus. Who Dunn had become, over three weeks of this material, depressed me.
Last night, however, I had a speck of hope. He had just finished Anselm's theory of why Jesus came to earth. This theory is about redemption from the sin of disobedience, in the Garden of Eden.
In a flash, Dunn threw up his arms and jumped into the seats.
"What kind of crazy story is this?"
"And what kind of a God is this all about? One that is touchy, vengeful, punitive, self-inflated, egomanical?"
"Sorry, that is not my God."
Was there foam around his mouth?
Nearly.
My Spiritual Guide
Dirty, but happy. Immensely pleased with whatever happened. (I believe he has already forgotten what happened.) Dear God, may I be so free.

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