Jesus invited me to a play…
So I’m getting my morning beverage at Philz Coffee, as I’m wont to do most weekdays, and a tall skinny gentlemen in line behind me hands me a postcard. It’s for a production of the play "Corpus Christi" written by Terrence McNally and staged this weekend at the San Francisco School for the Arts. In "Corpus Christi", the story of Jesus is re-imagined with Jesus as a gay man living in Corpus Christi, Texas in 1950.
It’s only after I get my coffee sit down and begin working that I look at the card again. The man who handed me the card is the same fellow playing Jesus. Which I interpret to mean that Jesus invited me to an evening at the theatre. To observe a dramatic retelling of his death.
I’m flattered. And a little weirded out