Zeus And The Cardinal

The Cardinal lay in bed but he wasn't able to get to sleep.

He lay in bed thinking about who should be the next Pope.

He was glad that old fuddy duddy Pope Benedict XVI was resigning.

All his talk about God, Christ, Mary and the Saints.

So out of touch with the 21st Century modern world.

And of course the 21st Century modern world would be the ancient world reborn.

A gust of wind blew through his open window.

His entire room became arrayed by a bright glow of light.

And the being inside the bright array of light was none other than the ancient Greek god Zeus.

Zeus had been visiting the Cardinal on and off since he had been a small boy.

"You know who you have to choose as the next Pope," Zeus instructed him, "the Pope who will announce and proclaim that my son Apollo is the true Saviour of the World not the individual known to history as Jesus of Nazareth."

"I understand O great Zeus, my Lord and my God," the Cardinal bowed his head to the ancient Greek deity.

To be continued.