another possibility - celestial coversation:
jeezus: dad, dad... yo, where are you?
YHWH: who the hell is looking for me now...? Oh, hey son... wait, what are you doing back already, what's it been like thirty years?
j h c: yeah, I'm back, it didn't go so well. Thye umm, well, they crucified me.
Y: They crucified you, damn boy you look like death warmed up. What about all the magic tricks I taught you? You did that thing with the wine, right, I mean I made wine to make their hearts glad - that trick should have killed!
j h c: Yeah, I did that one and some healings and a few of the ones you said to save to really wow them - the raised from the dead stuff. Those dudes stunk by the way. Seems it all went to shit when I started talking about you being my dad; they got all pissy and beat me up pretty bad and nailed me up on a cross. I think this is a job for more than one person. Could we try maybe a couple dozen more messiahs to get the word out and maybe send some badass angels to protect them?
Y (scratching beard): Hmmm, maybe... what did you tell them before you died?
j h: I told those bastards I'd be back within 36 hours to kick the asses of any who hadn't seen death yet... But frankly, I kinda like being here again. Streets are nice, running water and virgins aplenty.
Y: Tell you what, just leave them with your parting words and see what they make of it. Let's go play golf on this new planet I just made yesterday. We will get back to earth in a couple weeks... or thousands of years... whatever, all the same to me. What's your handicap, by the way?