Oh I couldn't deal with the wolves.... you're the fucking shepherd. That's literally your fucking job.
Either defend your sheep or die defending them - he's literally the Vicar of Christ.
Imagine Christ at the last minute went, "yeah, nah guess I'll go back to being a carpenter in Nazareth. This suffering the sins of all mankind is too much for me."
I blame him too.
Oh I couldn't deal with the wolves.... you're the fucking shepherd. That's literally your fucking job.
Either defend your sheep or die defending them - he's literally the Vicar of Christ.
Imagine Christ at the last minute went, "yeah, nah guess I'll go back to being a carpenter in Nazareth. This suffering the sins of all mankind is too much for me."