Personal Narrative: The God Of Nazareth

I find myself fascinated listening to this man. I sit here amongst a crowd of hundreds of men, women, and children. We are all amazed at the knowledge that he speaks. The man changes his tone and compares himself the bread that fell from heaven and the water that came from the rock. The rabbi next to me is angrily talking to me as if I did something wrong. He is so disgusted that the man is comparing himself to the God of Moses. I assure the rabbi that he should relax and listen to this man from Nazareth because he has never steered anyone wrong. I watch the man’s expression change while he shouts out “I am the living bread and water! Unless you chew on my flesh and drink my blood you will not be saved.” He repeated this over and over again while the crowd got angry and left. The only ones left were myself and my eleven brothers. …show more content…
He then took us on a three-day journey. My brothers and I were wondering what was in store for us next? We stopped at the edge of a cliff and he pointed down at an area were there was a five-hundred-foot rock, a statue of the God Pam, and a temple in front of a well. There were people worshipping at the foot of the statue, committing murder, and throwing the bodies in the well. The man now looks at us with true authority and asked, “Who do you say that I am?” My brother John answers, “They say you are Moses reincarnated.” One of my other brothers answered, “You are John the Baptist and some even say you are father