A skeptical me went to sleep wondering
How I in the present could have had a hand
In the death of a man in history;
I mean, how?
I can appreciate his gesture was selfless;
And I can will myself to accept Him as my Savior;
But to call me a traitor, denier and murderer;
Psst! Spare me, please!
Found myself in another place at another time;
Heard heavy steps approaching;
Soldiers coming my way led by someone who looked familiar;
Heard him say, “The man I shall kiss is the man.”
He approached the Lord and kissed him.
The Lord said, “Would you betray the Son of Man with a kiss?”
But that was…He turned and it was me!
But how could it be?
I then found myself in a courtyard;
Confused, I looked around hoping to find someone I knew;
Then I heard someone say, “This one was…
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