Chapter 28 Jesus' cousin Judas

One night in August, we were with our Lord on a wasteland not far from the lake. Jesus is lying on the grass, looking at the stars. Suddenly, two men came running towards us out of breath. They seemed to be in great distress, and they fell down before Jesus. Jesus stood up and asked, "Where do you come from?" One of them replied, "From Marcheros." Jesus looked at him anxiously, and asked again, "How is John?" Judas here is not Judas Iscariot who betrayed Jesus. The man replied, "He was killed today. He was beheaded in prison." Jesus raised his head, walked forward a few steps alone, and stood among us again after a while.

He said: "The king could have killed the prophet long ago, since he was trying to win the favor of his subjects. In the past, the king was more quick when he gave the head of the prophet to the head hunter." "Oh, not for John, but for Herod, who allowed his head to be beheaded. Poor king, like an animal with a nose ring and a leash." "Poor little lords! Lost in their stupor, they stagger and stumble. What do you expect in the rotten waters but dead fish?" "I don't hate kings, let them rule over all, provided they are wiser than all." Having said this, the Lord looked at the apprehensive expressions of the two men, then at us, and continued, "John was born with wounds, and the blood from his wounds flowed out with his words. Although he is free, he has not yet Free himself from his fetters; he is patient, but tolerates only those who are just and just."

"In fact, he is the cry that echoes in the land of the deaf. I love his pain, I love his solitude." "I love how proudly he thrusts his head to the sword before letting it die in the dust." "I tell you the truth: John the son of Zhagilia, the last of his kind, was slain like his predecessors between the temple and the altar threshold." As he spoke, he paced away again. Then he turned back and said: "People who have been in power for an hour always want to kill the monarch who has ruled the roost for years, and they always hold a trial to judge those who were born guilty, and to pronounce the death penalty for those who have never done evil."

"The son of Zacharias will live with me in my kingdom, and his days will be long." Then he turned to John's disciple and said, "Everything has its next day, and I myself may be the next day of this event. Go back to my friends of friends and tell them that I will be with them." The two men walked away from us.Their mood seemed to improve. Jesus lay down on the grass again, with his arms outstretched, and gazed at the stars again. It is too late now.I was lying not far from him, and I really wanted to take a rest, but I always felt that a hand was knocking on the door of my sleep. I stayed awake until Jesus and dawn urged me to go back on my way.