It was a warm summer's eve and Jesus smelled a fresh loaf emerging from the oven. It was a sourdough baked with his own bare hands. He squeezed and kneaded the bread dough thinking about the things he would do with it after it was baked. Jesus shuffled his feet over to to oven where he proceeded to pull out the crispy brown bread. "Hey baby" Jesus said in a sweet and calm voice " I'm your daddy now." The bread quivered in Jesus' strong hands, the touch of innocence and desires filled his body up, making him feel completed.
