Luck? or just a miracle


The poker table gleamed emerald under the heavenly light. Jesus sat quietly, his fingers resting on a neat stack of poker chips. Behind him, the heavenly city shimmered with golden spires reaching towards the sky.

Saints and historical figures, including Peter, Moses, and Mary Magdalene, sat around the table. All eyes were on Jesus, who stared at his cards with an unfocused, contemplative gaze. The air was thick with anticipation yet calm with timeless grace.

Finally, Jesus looked up, meeting everyone's eyes. With a serene smile, he pushed a few chips forward.

"Call," he said softly.

The others followed suit, revealing their cards. The game continued, each move a reflection of choices, struggles, and shared moments, a divine mirror of the human experience.