Friday, March 21, 2008

Station 3

Sanhedrin tries Jesus

Mark 14:61-64

But Jesus remained silent and gave no answer. Again the high priest asked him, “Are you the Christ, the Son of the Blessed One?” “I am,” said Jesus. “And you will see the Son of Man sitting at the right hand of the Mighty One and coming on the clouds of heaven.” The high priest tore his clothes. “Why do we need any more witnesses?” he asked. “You have heard the blasphemy. What do you think?” They all condemned him as worthy of death.


“Are you the Christ? The Son of the Blessed One?”

There’s no right answer.

Condemned if I do.

Condmened if I don’t.

“Are you the Christ?”

Yes. I am.

I am the Messiah. The Anointed One. I am the Son of God.

But that’s not the right answer.

Not for you anyway.

Strangely you’d rather I lied.

I’m only a prophet.

I’m just a Rabbi.

I’m a healer.

I am those things,

And so much more.

And still you condemn me.

“Worthy of death.”


Is this really what I deserve?

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