“What further need have we of witnesses? You have heard the blasphemy. What do you think?”
They all condemned him as deserving to die.
Some began to spit on him.
They blindfolded him and struck him and said to him, “Prophesy!”
And the guards greeted him with blows.
While Peter was below in the courtyard…
I don’t want to hear myself.
I want to hear from You.
My thoughts, my concerns, my feelings, bore me terribly.
I think You are silent but I know it isn’t true.
The moon is so very full this night and so are You.
The coffee I sip is bitter.
Your Word hangs on every tree.
If only Lord we could see.
Drama. Tragedy. Puppet show. Divine Comedy.
Me, me, me, look at me!
But it is You raised up high.
For all to see.
Forgive us, Father, for we still haven’t a clue.
The inscription of the charge against him read, “The King of the Jews.”
With him they crucified two revolutionaries, one on his right and one on his left.
Those passing by reviled him, shaking their heads and saying, “Aha! You who would destroy the temple and rebuild it in three days, save yourself by coming down from the cross.”
Likewise the chief priests, with the scribes, mocked him among themselves and said, “He saved others; he cannot save himself. Let the Messiah, the King of Israel, come down now from the cross that we may see and believe.”
Those who were crucified with him also kept abusing him.