Things were worse than I thought back in Bethlehem; and some of that was due to me.
I was a considerable comfort to Jesus, as you might imagine; He relied on me for a lot of emotional support, as He should, that being what dogs are for, duh. And Dad was, after all, not always around.
Despite the fact that God had from the beginning arranged the Universe i…
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