HUFF PUFF PANT PANT, the hill was steeper than John realized. Every step took energy and breath he didn’t seem to have. He kept going because at the top was the best packzi this side of Hamtramck. HUFF PUFF PANT PANT, he struggled up a few more steps.
“On your left,” came a voice from behind. Before John could turn to see who it was, a man was beside him.
“Going to get packzi?” he asked.
John nodded, unable to make words.
“Mind if we walk together?”
John shook his head. Even though the man had clearly been fast, he slowed to so they could travel together. As they walked, John’s pace evened out and his breath came to him without having to gulp for it. He could even talk. When they made it to the top, the man bought John a dozen of the most delicious packzi he’d ever tasted. They said their goodbyes and as John was leaving; he saw a picture of the man in the store with the word owner on the frame.
This story is based on Luke 3: 15-17, 21-22
The people were waiting expectantly and were all wondering in their hearts if John might possibly be the Messiah. John answered them all, “I baptize you with water. But one who is more powerful than I will come, the straps of whose sandals I am not worthy to untie. He will baptize you with the Holy Spirit and fire. His winnowing fork is in his hand to clear his threshing floor and to gather the wheat into his barn, but he will burn up the chaff with unquenchable fire.”
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