I took Cardboard Jesus with me to a restaurant today. We sat across from each other, face to face. When the waiter came up, I said, “He’ll have the fish and some wine … no, wait … just bring him some water … oh, and do you have breadsticks?”
They kicked us out. They heard about how Jesus would multiply everything and give it away free. They were worried about losing business. Cardboard Jesus wasn’t.
Peace.