How eager he was to make Him
king of the world,
trying to force him to get involved politically.
But the Son of God remains silent
do not call on angels to come to his assistance
and in that dark night watch
torches burn bright while Judas fulfils his task,
soldiers gather around Christ
and suddenly Judas knows that He has another kingdom,
that He causes his love and sacrifice
to circle out to a newer deeper meaning,
bringing it as His greatest offering
and He looks at him, at Judas, with deep compassion
while His love goes through all things.
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