It was last Sunday, I was on my hammock doing dang all, when I get a call from Ma. She said, "Jim boy, it's the darnest thing. I can see Jesus from my backyard!"
Now, I know Ma tends have a crazy imagination, but I drove over anyway and did a reconnaissance of the premises. Sure enough, no sign of the Lord anywhere.
Now, it's not impossible. He could have came and gone in snap. And as dear Senator Sarah Palin could see Alaska from her backyard, I wonder if Ma really did have a Holy vision? Or is it time to send her to the home?