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Back when I was eleven, me an’ Mama employed to go to the jail an’ visit Uncle Spike. Spike was Mama’s introductory husband’s half-brother. We went down to the jail in regards to two-three times a month, an’ Mama always made him a rhubarb pie with strawberries in it when she could afford it; rhubarb ’cause it was Spike’s favorite, and strawberries ’cause rhubarb is so sour by itself.

Spike was in jail for armed robbery, he said, only he didn’t do it. Well, he said he wasn’t the robber, he just drove the car for his two buddies that were the robbers, but he didn’t mind so much since he said if they knew all what he’d done, he’d be in a worse place than just jail. ‘Least in jail you didn’t worry where your next meal was coming from, Spike said.

I guess Spike was in that jail for ‘most two years; me an’ Mama musta took him dozens of pies. Funny thing was, Mama didn’t seem to think much of Spike. Always called him a “half-ast robber”, an’ I think she would of thought more of him if he’d carried a piece and done his share of the stealin’. Playin’ show-fer to robbers don’t cut the mustard with Mama, but even that wasn’t as bad as bein’ blame-fool sufficient to get caught by the law. That was just nuts.

I thought regarding Uncle Spike a while back, when we started goin’ to services at the Mission. Their regular place had had a fire, and they started rentin’ the Weslyan Church over by us on Sunday nights, an’ we went to see, you know, what was what. Well, Mama liked the service ok, but the back wall, up behind where the preacher stood, was painted to show a kinda silly-lookin’ white guy all in a robe or a dress kinda thing, standin’ in a field of sheep. Mama said that was s’poze to be Jesus, but you could tell she didn’t think much of that neither.

The preacher was goin’ on when it comes to lovin’ your neighbor, an’ how your neighbor is who-ever you run all over that needs sumthin’ you got. Well, he went on for a while, and finelooking soon I just laid down on the bench and went to sleep. But afterward, I asked Mama to kinda tell me what the preacher said without all the hollerin’.

Well, Mama started to tell me ’bout one of the stories that Jesus told, that the preacher had talked about. I said, you mean that Jesus up on the wall at the church? Shoot, Mama said, that ain’t the real Jesus. That’s just a picture of what some folk, white folk mos’ly, think Jesus might of looked like.

Anyway, in the story, this guy gets attacked an’ ’bout killed by these robbers, an’ they take all his cash an’ leave him to die. Pretty soon, along comes these three guys, initial a rich guy, then like a college professor, an’ then a big-shot preacher, an’ they all saw him layin’ there an’ went on their way. Guess they thought he was already dead, an’ they in all probability thought the police would take care of it. The last guy to come ‘long was a S’maritan guy, an’ don’ ask me what a S’maritan guy is, but anyway he sees that this fella ain’t rather dead yet, an’ he takes him over to the hospital an’ makes sure he gets well. So Mama says that’s what a neighbor is, somebody that needs help, an’ if you help them, then you’re being a good neighbor. You mean like Uncle Spike? I asked. Yeah, Spike, an’ also your cuzzen Rubyann.

Rubyann’s mother was one of Uncle Spike’s girlfriends. They stayed with Spike off and on for a while, and one day Rubyann’s mother just left and didn’t come back again. Left Spike with Rubyann. Rubyann was ’bout four, a few years younger than me, and Spike asked me and Mama if we could look after her for ‘while. Rubyann was just like a little sister to me, and we was real glad to take her in, and for ’bout four years I was a big brother. After ‘while, though, it turned out she had a gramdma that had been lookin’ for her, and she went away. They don’ live too close, so I don’ see her only ’bout twice a year now. I send her birthday cards and a little present at Christmas. I guess I love her. I miss bein’ a huge brother.

Mama said, You do not forget when Rubyann got lost in the grocery store, and you went all up and down the aisles lookin’ for her until you found her? An’ you was so afraid she’d been took away by bad guys? Boy, I ‘membered all right. I thought I’d never see Rubyann ever again. An’ when I found her, over by the corn flakes, I hugged her and cried until she got frighted and started cryin’, and that’s where Mama found us both, cryin’ and huggin’ by the corn flakes.

Mama got out an old Bible, and turned it open to a picture, beauteous much like the picture in the Weslyan Church of this white Jesus with sheep all around. But in this picture, Jesus had a lamb over his shoulder, and was carryin’ it like it had been injure or sumthin’. Mama said that was just like me an’ Rubyann. The lamb in the picture had got itself lost, an’ for a long time, the shepherd couldn’t find it. Finally, he left all the other sheep, an’ went up into the rocks an’ hills, an’ found that lost lamb, that had wandered off an’ hurt itself an’ couldn’t find it is way back. Mama said when I went to find Rubyann in the store I was bein’ a good neighbor, or like Jesus, the good shepherd. I said, Shoot, I wasn’t no good neighbor, or a shepherd neither. I was just bein’ a big brother. Same diff’ence, Mama said.

I saw that Mama had left the Bible out, an’ there were a lot of pictures in it, so I took a look. Some of the pictures in the front part were kinda scary, like the guys with long names in the “fiery furnace”, an’ the little kid picken’ a fight with the giant. But then I found the pictures of Jesus toward the back, an’ there was one where he was knockin’ on somebody’s door. He looked like he’d been there a while, waitin’ for them to answer. Mos’ly I liked the pictures, but I still wondered what Jesus ought to of actually looked like.

‘Cordin’ to Mama, Jesus was dark, near as dark as me. Said his skin was like bronze, an’ he had hair like wool, an’ if I was to see him up close, I’d want to fall down an’ call him king or sumthin’. But then Mama said sumthin’ kinda strange. She said she always thought Jesus looked like Uncle Spike. She found a place in the Bible where Jesus is talkin’:

When I was hungry, you gave me food, when I was thirsty, you gave me to drink, when I was a stranger, you took me in; I was naked and you clothed me, I was sick and you visited me, I was in prison, and you came to my aid. And the humans said, Lord, when did we see you in such trouble, and when did we support you? And he said, When you did it to the least of these my brothers, you did it to me.

So when we brought pies to Spike in the jail, or took in Rubyann, or pick up groceries for Miz Franklin next door who’s in a wheelchair, it’s genuinely Jesus we’re doin’ it for?

That’s right, and not the blue-eyed Jesus on the church wall, but the real one, the one that looks like Spike, or Rubyann, or Miz Franklin. You don’ know it, but you see Jesus each day. You see him in the face of each homeless person you walk past on your way to school, or the poor kid who sits alone on the playground at recess, that you go an’ talk to when no one else will. An’ I’ll tell you a secret…

…When Rubyann gets a birthday card from her huge brother, who’s not in truth related, she gets out his picture, an’ she sees the face of Jesus.

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