And the Lord moved among the people, healing their ills and casting out demons.
“Let the sick and the despised come unto me” sayeth the Lord, “For God loves all,and all are my children.”
And on the edge of the crowd stood the wise St. Odious, who saw the folly of the Lord’s words.
“I must protect the Lord from his folly.” Said St. Odious. “Therefore, I shall move among the crowd and findeth those whom the wise among the bureaucrats have not blessed with the holy documents that bear the seal of Caesar. Those I shall smack mightily upon the head and drag away before the Lord angers the Romans by treating their ills against the will of Caesar.”
It was then that St. Odious looked up and saw a blind man being led by his friends.
“We wish to see the Master,” They said, “so that he may bring sight to our friend.”
“Have you the holy papers?” questioned St. Odious.
“Papers?” said one “We ain’t got no stinking papers! We don’t need no stinkin’ papers! The Lord has called all to come unto him.”
“The Lord knoweth not that illegal means illegal. Ye must have the holy papers from the all wise bureaucrats which bear the seal of Caesar, or I will call the Sheriff and have you cast out to the place of weeping and gnashing of teeth, which is South of the border.”
And so the blind man was led away and did not regain his sight.
As St. Odious turned he saw that the Lord had begun to feed the hungry.
“Holy cow!” he sayeth. “What now?” For the Lord and the disciples were distributing bread and fish to the multitudes, yet were neglecting to check for the seal of Caesar upon the holy papers.
So St. Odious approacheth James, the disciple whom Jesus loved.
“What gives?” queried he. “The Lord cannot feed those whom Caesar has deemed unworthy.”
“There is a higher law than that of Caesar.” Said James. “It is the law of love. We are all of one family in the Lord, and we must care for each others’ needs.”
“I shall ratteth thee out to the authorities.” Sayeth Odious. “for you violate the statutes of Caesar and ye shall lose your disciple's license and be suspended without pay”
“Geez, what a putz!” sigheth James, as he turned to continue to feed the hungry.
It was at that moment that the blind man whom had been sent away stumbled as he walked upon a high hill, and dislodged a stone that struck St. Odious and caved in his punkin’ head.
St. Odious found himself standing before the pearly gates. He ran with much joy but encountered a high wall. Above him on the wall stood an angel.
“Let me in. It is I, St. Odious of Bigotronia, the 13th disciple.”
‘Que pasa, homes.” Called down the angel. “Donde estan sus documentes santos?”
“Oh, woe is me.” Cried St. Odious. "I have angered the Lord with my hateful folly.”
“There is one other problem.” Called down the angel in the language of St. Odious. “Stop mispronouncing the Lord’s name. The ‘J’ is said like an ‘H’.”
Here endeth the lesson.

The background of this piece concerns the county in which I live. Our lead doctor at the public health clinic was suspended because she took the position that she didn't care what the immigration status was of the clients the department served. Our County Commission, a gaggle of red necked shmegegges if ever there was one, claimed she was aiding immigration fraud by writing work excuse notes in names that did not match the client's name on the medical records.