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BETRAYED BY A KISS
“Bon Voyage” and “good-byes” were still ringing in their ears when
they had been catapulted like a bolt of lightning into this ancient time zone.. It was a long hot journey across stretches of unfamiliar country for the two men. They were now looking for the inn that would provide the rest and refreshment they needed so badly. The older man said to his son: “I hope, Dave, this mission will be successful.” “I know it will, Dad. I just know it will. Didn’t you feel the excitement as if something important is happening,” “Well, I hope so for your sake.”
The inn was so different from what they had expected. A lot of chatter was coming from various groups. Dave could make out only a few words or phrases. The inn-keeper looked at the two men in their strange apparel, which was attracting the attention of the guests, with a little uncertainty. Dave asked in a mixture of Hebrew and Aramaic which he had learned during his studies, whether he and his father could have a room and some refreshments. While the innkeeper’s wife, Sarah, was getting these ready, Dave ignoring the stares of the curious onlookers, said, “We noticed as we reached the town there was a lot of excitement, and people were talking animatedly about some great event. What has happened.?”
“I can see by your dress and your accents, you are both strangers to these parts. A terrible thing has happened. They have killed a good man and freed a murderer in his place.”
“But why?” asked James. “What had he done?”
“I’ll tell you what he had done. He healed the sick and gave sight to the blind and brought back the dead to life, that’s what he had done,” his voice rising to a crescendo.
Dave experienced that uncanny feeling again. It was what he had felt when he was reading one of the old books he had found in an abandoned church vault. There was that familiarity with what the inn-keeper was narrating and the feeling that he was here before and had seen these things occur. He had heard that voice telling him to return to a time long before his existence and had agonized about it until he finally got his father to consent to taking the time capsule back in time. His friends were more interested in punching their computerized watches to go to other planets and moving into the future. Not he. What he had read in both Greek and Latin set his mind on a new course of discovery. A discovery of the past.
“Can you imagine freeing a murderer and crucifying a holy man in his place.” Dave seemed to remember something “He died to save them from their sins.” And another “that scripture be fulfilled.” The sinless paid the price for the sinner to go free.
“This man spoke of love and peace,” the innkeeper continued. “Love thy neighbour as thy self.”
“But if they found no fault in Him why didn’t they just let Him go” James wanted to know.
“Pilate tried to wash his hands of the whole affair and sent Him to Herod, who sent Him back to Pilate. The chief priests were determined to put Him to death. Jesus was able to move crowds and spoke with such authority that their hypocrisy and insincerity brought about their envy”
Dave’s mind was full of thoughts and images “a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief”.
Sarah had come in to tell them their room was ready. Hearing her husband, she hissed “Betrayed by a kiss” and led them to the back where water was provided for them to wash before taking their meal. No sooner had they sat down to a steaming dish of mutton and bread with wine, someone ran in, breathless “He’s been seen!” “Who?” a chorus of voices asked.
“Jesus of Nazareth!” A guffaw of laughter followed this outburst. But Dave had the eeriest feeling. “The resurrection,” he thought. “Father, something big is happening here. You remember the two men who were walking on the road to Emmaus and how some time later we saw them walking fast in the opposite direction, talking animatedly as if something momentous had occurred. We’re probably seeing scripture being fulfilled before our eyes.’ At this point Dave heard something. He looked down. Standing not far from him was the cutest little lamb.
(To Be Continued)
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