| It was a grand day in heaven today, God out of the | | | | general hilarity of some of the younger souls, Jesus |
| kindness of his heart had organized a day at the | | | | was today riding a Vespa motorcycle. In actual fact |
| races and many angels of all rankings were expected | | | | he looked rather cool upon it and sweeping to a |
| to be in attendance. I mean, it's not every day that | | | | curving skid in front of the main stage area, alighted |
| God arranges motorcycle race days and today was | | | | and stood there beaming radiantly at the crowd, as |
| not one to be missed. | | | | He took off his retro styled helmet. His white beard |
| There was much chatter going on between many of | | | | immediately fell loose from the strap and flowed out |
| the angels and bets being placed upon which | | | | glinting in the early morning sunshine. |
| motorcycle Jesus would be turning up on. Rumors | | | | Grinning from ear to ear He turned to the crowd and |
| abounded, some angels had heard some rather | | | | began to address them on the rules for the day. No |
| familiar engine noises coming from a particular corner | | | | barging other angels on the track, everyone must |
| of the universe and so everyone was on tender | | | | wear appropriate helmets etc pre-approved by the |
| hooks wondering if on this occasion they might win | | | | heaven sports council etc. Then majestically, he made |
| the race. | | | | His way over to a new building and entered it. |
| God, they knew had been planning this event for | | | | Meanwhile a hush fell upon the crowd of waiting |
| rather a long time. Knowing that He is the Alpha and | | | | angels, 'What the dickens is He up to now?', said one. |
| the Omega, knowing the beginning from the end, one | | | | They were not to wait long before the answer |
| of the angels wryly remarked that the race had no | | | | became immediately obvious as the building which |
| doubt been rigged so there could only be one sure | | | | just a second or so before had been there, suddenly |
| fire winner, however this was not putting off many | | | | blew apart into smithereens in all directions and there |
| of the angels who by now were revving their | | | | was Jesus on his race motorcycle. With an almighty |
| engines in earnest as a great sweep of excited | | | | roar that reverberated around the solar system, a |
| expectation passed through all the old and young | | | | huge cheer went up among the myriads of angels |
| souls alike. Everyone was looking forward to the | | | | gathered and a look of sheer astonishment on the |
| race. | | | | faces of not a few of them. Jesus, still grinning from |
| The course had already been laid out in advance, | | | | ear to ear twisted the throttle again and a few of |
| near the planet which is commonly referred to as | | | | the recently admitted souls to heaven recognized the |
| earth. There was some concern in fact that a man | | | | sound straightaway! |
| made satellite might present some problems since it's | | | | 'Here He comes, make way', some of the older |
| orbit was known to be creeping ever closer to the | | | | angels ushered the parting crowd to each side to |
| race track itself. One of the younger souls finally saw | | | | make way for Him. Jesus today was riding his |
| it, not more than half an hour before the first race | | | | favorite motorcycle of all, a Victory Vision 800 in |
| was to begin and floating over, gave it a hefty boot | | | | gleaming gold. |
| with his right foot, bending it like Beckham out of | | | | Gasps of delight rippled around all of the other souls, |
| harms way, unfortunately on this occasion clanging | | | | who now started to make their own way towards |
| another older angel on the head en route. Still, it was | | | | their own bikes and before long had passed, the first |
| safe to say that's it's orbit would not now effect this | | | | stage was set with Jesus in pole position on the |
| grand motorcycle heavenly event. | | | | starting grid, cutting a fine sight for all the other |
| Then suddenly a fanfare started up, several angels | | | | competitors behind him. The course today was only a |
| blowing their trumpets and a hush befell the crowd. | | | | mere 100 light years around, large by human terms |
| Hear, hark! What is that? It's Jesus! He's coming on | | | | but just an average sized track as far as heavenly |
| his motorcycle. All the angels gathered together | | | | sporting events go. |
| craning forwards to get a better look. Everyone | | | | The noise was incredible, a shimmering heat haze of |
| wanted to see which motorcycle Jesus would be | | | | engines screaming on Red Bull sponsored star system |
| riding today. As excitement gripped the crowd of | | | | fuel cells. The flag was up, then quick as a flash |
| onlookers, suddenly behind an asteroid belt in He rode | | | | lowered and all the riders tearing off towards the |
| and much to everyone's amazement and to the | | | | Sun with Jesus of course leading the way. |