Crucified
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Almost a mile away thunderous indiscretion rumbled through the Sanhedrin as the Pharisees and Sadducees found themselves locked in a terrible debate.
“How dare he call himself the son of God?” Amos broadcast over an assortment of angry and arrogant voices. “He is breaking our law and we have done nothing about it!”
“I agree with Amos,” another voice chimed in. “If the people are left to redefine what is held as sacred, we are casting our lots with whoredom and dogs.”
Garbled threats of spiritual castration leaped into the air from every mouth that bore breath. Only a select few were hesitant to speak against what could be prophecy being fulfilled and their nervous silence grieved them terribly. Instead of articulating the taste of this defining moment in history, they were left to savor the salty sweat on their lips. Even the walls seemed to perspire in the heat of the banter.
“If his theology is unfounded, than he is a heretic,” came Nicodemus’ voice of reason. “But if he speaks the truth, perhaps we should learn from him.” Shouts of anger and disgust poured from every mouth. With change and the unknown bearing down on them all, some had put aside hope and now dangled by mere threads of holiness.
“He must be stopped!!” Amos shouted. A wave of agreement surged in the room and swallowed any dissention amongst them. Any thought to disagree aloud had been abandoned and time steadily ticked slowly into prophetic pretense and the abandonment of truth.
A thick blanket of silence floated over the room as Caiaphas entered. Amos’ chatter was cut short when he realized that the argument was no longer his place. All eyes focused on the dimly lit room from which the high priest had emerged. Some discussion still lingered inaudibly as lips and hands still moved behind him. He held up his hands requesting silence as though the room had not been muted upon his arrival. He stood there too long. If on lookers could observe the insecurity of his countenance and in the words that were forming in his throat, they refused to make any acknowledgement.
Caiaphas seemed deep in thought. He had entered the room from a meeting amongst the most knowledgeable and astute rabbis in the vicinity. A part of him wanted to dive back inside and clarify accusations and scriptures, but somehow he knew it did not matter. He knew that the Torah hadn’t given guidance in this specific matter and that he was held responsible to the higher authority to protect his people and his heritage. He would fulfill his obligation with his life.
His chest swelled as the words rolled off his tongue.
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Would you have believed?
Are we so different?
Hezekiah looks into the eyes of his dying mother. He brushes her hair and tells her favorite story while she drifts in and out of consciousness. He kisses her forehead. Maybe he can find her another doctor, a more expensive doctor, but the money is gone. Perhaps an alternative doctor, even a witch doctor… somebody, anybody…
What would you do?
An outcast because of the sins of his mother, and the death of his father… searching for acceptance and assistance… torn between being made whole and the holy… pressed between Rome and Israel …he finds Jesus.
Is it an easy decision?
Amongst the hundreds crying out “Crucify Him!”
About the Author
Peggi Trusty is a writer, speaker, and singer dedicated to the spreading the biblical gospel of truth through her many talents. She has authored poetry, music, short stories, non-fiction, fiction, and plays. Peggi holds a Bachelors degree in Communications from Oakwood University in Huntsville, AL and a Masters degree in Organizational Communications from Bowie State University in Bowie, MD. She has also studied religion at Howard University.