Saturday

Rob had always known that the Virgin Mother of God was special. He had been taught that by the Marist sisters and brothers. Jesus had sent a message down through the millenniums from the cross, "Behold your mother". 

Mary, though the mother of Jesus, was a mother to all the Catholic church too. 

He looked to his right. He knew Jesus, the second person of the Trinity, was present in the tabernacle in the form of bread. He remembered seeing pictures of the 'host' bleeding. This was real. God was present.

Behind him in the foyer was a picture of the archbishop of Wellington.

Later that day he knew Trent Horn had a special event. 10.15 NZ time he would speak live from the USA.  This was by invitation only. Rob had his link and password ready.

Like all false Christs, Richus had come and gone. No miracles, no special insights, just a claim to have ascended to heaven body and soul. Of course Rob knew that he was really his older brother wearing a towel and comb under his nose. A bit of fun. No harm.