GOD TELLS THE CHRISTMAS STORY

The first thing, in order to be good, you had to have very special parenting. And since I was now known as the Savior and the Messiah and your Redeemer, they treated me very well as a baby. I was adored. They gave me gifts. They wanted I should be comfortable, so they never let me cry. My mother, Mary, nursed me and held me and cuddled me and caressed me and talked to me and played with me and made me very happy. I want that for all my children. That is the basis for being good. And feeling good. And wanting everybody else to be good and feel good.

I was glad that the great painters of the Renaissance made thousands of wonderful and glorious portraits of me as a baby and my mother, and how close and loving she was, so everybody could see. But still they didn't see, and babies were neglected and abused, like now. There was a German doctor, Sigmund Freud, who came to Italy as a young man and saw what I wanted him to see, about the importance of the mother child bond, which was the basis of all human love, based on the model of the holy mother and me as a babe. And he wrote a brilliant psychology about the importance of the mother-infant loving bond, but only a few people looked and listened, and he was discredited. Too bad, that Freud, he had a lot to say, but when he started talking about sex in childhood, it turned a lot of people off. Understandably, because I said that sex was bad, except in holy matrimony and to make babies, but I am in the process of changing my mind. If I invented it, it must be good, and if I gave so much pleasure with it, it must be natural and wholesome and healthy, but like so many other things, mere mortals get carried away.

Back to me as a baby, living with Mary and Joseph. I grew up as a nice Jewish boy, got circumscised (a briss, they call it), went to Hebrew school, got my Bar Mitzvah and went to work as a carpenter, so I would know work and get to know my people better. They say I wandered the desert, but I was doing what every good Talmudic scholar did, studied my own bible, which I dictated as the Father, and so I would do a good job preaching as the Son. After a while, I went forth and preached, but the main message was Love Thy Neighbor and the Golden Rule.

You know the rest. As the Son I was still scorned and rejected and eventually crucified, but you can't kill God. I 'died' but went back up to heaven, and how and why I was resurrected is another story, the Easter story, which maybe Victor Bloom will relate, if you liked my story according to him.

I left you guys with a 'mystery', that is, how I can be One and Three at the same time. Think about it. See what Doctor Bloom says about Easter.