Nan Pwen Fos Ki Te Ka Kenbe Jezi

Let's talk about something a little… controversial. I’m talking about Jesus. And more specifically, what *really* kept him going.
Beyond the Bible: A Modern Take
We all know the Sunday school answers. Faith, love, divine purpose. Blah, blah, blah. But let's be honest, being divinely appointed doesn't automatically pay the bills, does it?
I think it was something more relatable. Something we can *all* understand. Are you ready for my (probably) blasphemous opinion?
The Real Secret Sauce: Haitian Food
Hear me out! Imagine trekking through the desert. Preaching to grumpy crowds. Dealing with backstabbing Judas. Wouldn't *you* crave some serious comfort food?
I'm betting Jesus yearned for some perfectly seasoned griot. Maybe a side of diri kole with those little red beans just bursting with flavor. That’s the kind of sustenance a Savior needs!
Think about it. Haiti wasn’t around *then*, I know. But the spirit of resourcefulness and amazing cooking was definitely floating around!
Fueling Miracles: From Manna to Marinade
Sure, the Bible talks about manna. But let's be realistic. Manna probably wasn't packed with flavor. Definitely lacking in the spice department.
Now, imagine a perfectly marinated chicken. Fall-off-the-bone tender. That kind of power could raise the dead. Or, at least, make a really long sermon bearable.
Plus, picture this: after a long day of miracles, Jesus and his disciples gather around a table. Sharing a big pot of soup joumou. That’s community. That’s fuel.
The Unlikely Power of Pikliz
Let's not forget the *pikliz*. That vinegary, spicy cabbage slaw. That’s the ultimate cleanse. That's the digestive aid that keeps a wandering preacher going.
Consider the fiery kick. It's a metaphor! It’s the same fiery conviction that Jesus carried in his heart. Okay, maybe I'm reaching. But am I *wrong*?
And let's face it, facing down the Roman Empire takes guts. But, after eating something as potent as pikliz, you're basically invincible.
Embracing My (Probably) Wrong Opinion
I know, I know. There's no historical evidence to support my claim. But humor me! Just imagine Jesus sneaking off for a plate of *bannann peze*.
Doesn't it just make him seem more relatable? More… human? I rest my case.
So, next time you're enjoying some delicious Haitian food, remember my theory. Maybe, just maybe, you're tapping into the source of true divine power. Or you're just enjoying a really good meal. Either way, win-win!
And if I'm wrong? Well, at least I got to talk about how much I love Haitian cuisine.
Don't hate me because I love Haitian food more than possibly anything else in this world. And don't tell Jesus I said all this!

















