The beginning is always better than the ending, and he knows, because adventures always begin with or without him. Even though a little fear comes hand in hand, he likes to think of it as propelling the story along the course of excitement and exhilaration.
His adventure begins with two lost donkeys, a prophet pouring oil over his head and a kiss. It begins with three men bearing gifts of goats, bread, and wine, with a symphony of sound rising between the earth and sky.
His story is full of beginnings; good beginnings, but even so, he’s not really looking forward to seeing the ending. So he tries to run and hide, but the story’s path finds him anyway, and takes him to the middle and end.