Saturday, in the park, I think it was the 10th of May. Triple, Smelissa, Toto, Jen and I were setting to lunch on bi-rite cheese, everything flatbreads and fresh fruit. Suddenly, a very very large family descended upon us, offering smiles, art projects and beverages. 3 girls spread out on the red tapestry to work on a paint-by-numbers. 2 other kids began to play their respective guitars, strumming simple peppy tunes. The mother? looked over at us and smiled as if she knew us. She bounded over and asked if we wanted some tea. Some of us did.
Then it got weird.
The eldest child came over in order to tell us "God bless you." The mother?, deep in conversation with Jen, had just started a story about a miracle she saw on TV. A priest blesses people through the TV and, you wouldn't believe it, but he's raised two people from the dead! It's going to make national news soon. And you know what it is? It's the healing power of Jesus. He's coming back. Have you accepted Jesus into your heart? You have, haven't you?
I started to walk away at this point, only to pass eldest child once to more to see her wide blank eyes, slightly tilted head, and flowery, syrupy voice eagerly calling after us: "god bless you all, god bless you!!"
I'm glad I didn't drink the tea.
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