The phone rang. I thought it’d be Matthew or Mark,
my best buddies, but surprisingly it was Luke whom I hadn’t heard from for
quite some time.
“Watsup?” I asked.
“It’s John,” he replied quite
anxiously. “He Acts like a Roman now, that terrible lot!”
I didn’t see why that was such a big
deal but soon enough, it dawned on me. “I thought he was a Corinthian even
though his dad is originally a Galatian and his mum an Ephesian.”
“Yes. See that’s the problem with
mixed breeds. Good thing I'm fully a Phillipian,” he put in.
I was confused. “It’s been a while
since we’ve spoken but I thought your dad was a Colossian and your mum a
Thessalonian.”
He chuckled softly. “You’ve got me
confused with Timothy, Titus’ step-brother.”
“Oh, okay, our past head prefect. What
of his close friend, Philemon though? Do you still hear from him?”
“Yeah. He even speaks Hebrew now
just like James and Peter.”
I should learn too. “That’s
nice. Well I gotta go now. My brother
John says hello, by the way.”
“Okay. My brother Jude says hi too.
Take care.”
I hung up. Wow, now that phone call
had revealed a lot. Sort of like a…well…Revelation
For
those who didn’t catch the drift, the conversation made use of all the books in
the New Testament. Explains why part of it might not have made so much sense
( ._.) (._. ) Anyhoo…
