Peter: I think Murph has it. He’s back there askin’ Judas to cash a check for him.
John (yelling): Murph! Lunch!
The disciples and followers gather.
Murphy (coming forward with the lunch sack and Judas): Here it is. I think we have peanut butter and chips again. Chicken salad would be nice, but it’d spoil…or would it? I guess you could fix it when you multiply it.
Jesus (taking the sack): Ah, Murphy–a Gentile without doubt. Let’s give thanks. Peter, you do it.
Peter (startled): Will it work if I do it? I’ve never multiplied before.
Jesus: Sure, I’m here. I’ll help.
Peter prays and there are sandwiches and chips to spare.
Murphy: Jude-ass wants you to give him lottery numbers. (Judas punches him in the arm.)
Jesus (raised eyebrow): Murph…stop it. Love one another.
Murphy: Sorry, but you could do it couldn’t you? You’re God, so I’m thinkin’ you can.
Jesus (looking at Murphy and Judas): Well, yeah, I can.
Judas (expectantly): Well?
Jesus (smiling): Okay, today’s digits are the smallest real number more than one that is a perfect square, perfect cube, fourth, fifth through tenth powers.
Judas (getting out a slate; walking away): Hmm. 2×2, 4, x2, 8, x2…
Murphy (to Jesus): Will he get it?
Jesus: Not today.
Murphy (sitting under a fig tree with Jesus): The other guys don’t push it much, but I sort of wonder…you are God, so I’m guessin’ you can do more than heal and multiply, right? You obviously know algebra and that’s impressive.
Jesus (drawing in the dirt): I like numbers. Like what are you wondering?
Murphy: Well, can you fly? Be two places at once? Talk with animals?
Murphy (smiling): Just wondering…it’d be neat to see. Maybe something for the Jerusalem crew. They want some signs or wonders. How ’bout we fly into the Temple courtyard and land like a bunch of Power Rangers?
Jesus (smiling): Why don’t I just make their legs grow together until they recognize me as their messiah?
Murphy: That’d work, too. I think you could do it if you wanted, but you don’t do anything unless your Father tells you and he doesn’t seem to work like that. More a personal approach.
Jesus: Yeah, I, we, like to lean toward faith and love. We’re calling everyone, but not everyone listens. They’ve hardened their hearts so much they’re stone–tombstones.
Murphy: Hmm. Stoners. Thanks for letting my ears hear.
Jesus: My pleasure, Murph. When it’s all said and done, I’m going to Jerusalem and will give ’em a sign and wonder they’ll not believe, but not forget.
Murphy: More impressive than being able to fly?
Tr8: Jesus is more than you imagine. He can hold the universe in the span of his hand.