Joe Justus and Matthias

And lo, there came to pass in Jeruselum the First Annual Apostolic Convention, held a month to the day after the Resurrection. They traveled by foot and by mule from Galilee, eleven in number. A motion was put forth by Matthew to appoint a new Savior. This received no second. So Peter moved a successor be elected to replace the fallen Apostle, Judas, and the ayes had it. So it came to pass.

And so it was, two candidates were chosen to run. Matthias (below), a go-along guy, gregarious, if a bit thick; and Joe Justus (above), maverick and Renaissance Man. The first ballot resulted in a tie. The second and third did also. But when the fourth vote was taken, John became hungry and broke ranks for his supper. And so it was, Matthias was elected as 12th Apostle, a safe bet. Joe Justus was asked to leave, aspersions cast in his general direction.

Matthias preached the Gospel to the barbarians of Ethiopia until they could take no more and so put him to death. Joe Justus retired to Eleutheropolis and became humble. Still, he too was martyred in some horrible fashion, proving something but I don't know what. Both, in time, became Saints, of course.