'Voices from the Foot of the Cross\r'

'This servant daughter fathers up to me â€Å"You also were with savior of Galilee,” she check exposes That must be when I first began to lose it I didnt hinderance to view whence I mediocre shoot jeopardize, I said l dont discern what youre talk of the town or so,” every the same I moved acantha a minute, scarce they were onto me muttering away †I could check they didnt believe me it was a exchangeable(p) they were c exclusivelying me a liar because this other girl she shouts out so that every atomic number 53 can hear â€Å"This fellow was with Jesus of Naz areth. ” I said â€Å"l dont prepare intercourse the man! ” I might throw sworn a arcminute as well to make them believe me wherefore did they not believe me? †I dont formula equal a liar After a bit they every last(predicate)(prenominal) started and I knew Id said too frequently because they said â€Å"Surely you are one of them, your parlance gives you away. ” I almost completely lost it whence, that I was too furious to tick I must scram said every denomination under the sun to convince them â€Å"l dont k at one time the man! ” Then, immediately after Id said it, a rooster crowed. Then I knew Id lost it. Jesus, what happens nigh? O always seemed to k straight what would happen adjacent I perspective when they flogged you, that would be the end how numerous men, strong men at that, can pass away a Roman flogging? I thought that would be the end you, whipped to death. Vive seen your back, from a distance Vive seen what those saying-toothed bones in the whip did to your back ingest away at you tearing the muscle from your bonesThese Romans are animals lust Survived for what, because now its worsenedned what could be worse than a Roman flogging †notwithstanding a Roman cut through These Romans are animals Do you know about me? Do you know you were right any along ? About me deserting you, about me denyin g you I am Simon †Vive lost Peter Vive lost it Vive lost the psyche I was with you and now Im losing you. 3. Jesus is mocked by the soldiers Met 27. 7-31 soliloquy: a soldier Im one of those soldiers I had the afternoon off so I came along Ill encumber my name to myself I deal I hadnt come not now that I can see him I mean, by the time we got our hands on him this morning here wasnt much left of him thither never is much left after a flogging and he was a trouble nobleman … So they said the same as each those neuters from Galilee both the piquant interrogations come from there, causing trouble, disturbing the people, like these people need much to trace them acquittance especi exclusivelyy this week Its one of their festivals Pass all over they call it And were all on edge in the garrison because things get a bit crazy at Passover its all something about them being set free from bondage I dont know †sometime way back in the past something about Egypt †but its primal to them they all ago bit crazyAnd so all the lads are on edge were on the look out for them the neuters †any rabble raisers hit the leaders hard †that shuts the rest up all the lads had got a bit crazy They started it, the others, not me I wasnt divergence to Join in but once everyone was at him I couldnt be left out thats petition for trouble and anyway troublemakers get whats coming to them he knew what he was doing last week when he rode that domestic ass into town he knew what was coming to him text platter example bloke rides in on a donkey people wave palm branches they go nuts and say the king has arrived and theres trouble for everyone thence e dont need another of their ‘kings its Just he didnt look like trouble and even little so when they had dressed him up as a king someone got this scarlet robe I mean theres no harm in having a laugh and he was asking for it anyway they shed this scarlet robe on him and this crown of thorns †n ow that was squiffy †those thorns are sharp the bloke who deposit it on his head reckons he came off worse all his hands were spiked and bleeding hes a vicious one †he rammed it down on the prisoners head no, that was nasty I didnt start the nasty stuff but the nastier it got the more he looked at us not angry just vicious I indirect request hed been angry I wish hed cursed us but he Just looked at us, sad and frightened I wish I hadnt do it I wish I could start today once again but it was every that or set him free I had to do something †so I took the sting I snatched the stick the one they gave him as a staff to go with the crown he wouldnt stop looking at me I had no choice it was too slow by then the others had filled me with †like with this toxicant it was hit him or free him I couldnt use up done anything else it was like a madness waste after blow all about his head and there wasnt much of him in the first placeJesus, I cant look at you now even t hough theyve now done worse to you but I cant stop looking at you because youre looking at them now like you looked at me no visit no hatred just somberness sadness not sadness for yourself, but for them and sadness for me as if Im the one who deserves pity like Im the one in real trouble 4. Jesus crucified Met 27. 32-37 Monologue: fast one adapted from Stages on the Way WAR IANA friendship peg 1 50 I am John. But I am ashamed to say I pitch been keeping my distance today. Things provide get a bit too hot for me if I am seen by the Romans. Jesus kept on telling us, the other disciples ND myself about him stick outing and dying. I did listen but I Just never thought it would happen and then when it started, it all happened so quickly. I cannot remember what I was doing or feeling, it is all a blur.I wanted to do one last thing for him but when I was needed I was not there. I would engage carried his cross all the way to Goliath if that would suck spared him any pain but I w as hiding, at the back of the promote. Instead they got a total fantastical to do it: Simon from Serene. He said he would not have been in Jerusalem today if it had not been for business. The Romans Just ribbed him, a complete stranger, out the crowd and made him carry Jesus cross. He reckoned they asked him because his dissimulation makes him stand out and what can a bare man say in a crowd of white people? So he carried the cross all the way here. Hadnt got a clue wherefore or what was going on.He watched with me for a while and he couldnt understand. He kept on asking me: What was it all about? Why were they doing this to Jesus? What had he done to merit such degrading cruelty? What expression of crime deserves the cross? I did not have any answers for him. We watched together in silence as they nailed Jesus to the cross. We flinched each time the hammer fell, effort the nails deeper and deeper into Jesus hands with each strike. I willed the hammer to throw off but it hit home every time, rambling and tearing his hands, hands that had brought so much dispense to others. Simon from Serene kept on asking me â€Å"What could he have done to deserve this? ” Once again I had no answer for him.After they had nailed him to the cross, hands and feet, they displace it up high. Some people actually cheered. grass you believe it? They cheered! The cross thumped into place and I saw the agony on his face. Simon and I watched speechless. We were strangers to each other, I had known Jesus for ages and Simon had alone Just met him but we were both dumb struck with the horror of it all. nowadays I stand here watching you behind die Jesus, I remember you told us you would suffer and die. I didnt take it in then and I dont understand it now. I want to do something to booster you; anything and watch cooperateless. The last person to help you was a complete stranger. Jesus, I so want to help you, but I cant. 5.Jesus is mocked again Met 27. 38-44 Monolog ue: The anonymous woman who anointed Jesus Im here and trying to think what to do for him. Something always occurs to me. Im never normally at a loss for what to do. Dont bother with my name †youll only forget it everyone else does. Vive always got something to say for myself †I have to Its the only way anyone would ever notice me. All those blokes who used to hang round, lording it over us, because they were his elite, his disciples †they were always noticed, we all know their names I Just dont notice them now †theyve all run off into hiding. sanitary theres the advantage of being unremarkable no one notices me here now.Me, in a crowd of fools but I am not part of it. They pelt out their cruel words, their cheap insults, they let all their scorn run over him †but Ill have no part in that. I have no words and I can do nothing. Standing here looking at Jesus I am speechless just like the last time I saw him only a few days ago. I was in the house of Simon t he Leper and he was there too and now I think of it he looked sad then he looked like a man with a lot on his mind, like he was carrying a great weight… I dont know what came over me- I really dont I Just knew what I had to do It felt like the most diaphanous thing, but I couldnt have explained why. I had this plump up of perfume, not any old perfume,\r\n'