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Judas' and Jezebels.

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An elderly woman sits in front of a desk, a stack of papers laid before her. A man sits behind in a sharp suit, absolutely frozen in time. The stage is bare save the minimalist office scene. She speaks- I died long ago. The day an innocent babe clutched unto my finger, and I smelt the stench of sin upon its breath. The morn of which was filled with cries and blood of children, when one of my own with dirtied hands undid all that that was done, all that was taught. The day a seven year old girl spat upon my brow and the residue was my efforts that have most likely gone to vice. I died the day I learnt that sin, un-cleansable, un-repent able sin resides behind each of their little faces in the glow of morning. The other morn- one of similar disposition as I lay in bed just after morning thanks, the wooden floorboards began to moan and creak from the corridor outside. I could smell the sin through a dozen walls, a familiar haze that seemed somehow here, at home. I could hear the leather of a man's glove, as it peeled onto the door. He pushed-"Julius Brack." The figure stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the bare light that streamed in from the hallway window. He smiled at what I had said, his eyes hidden by the shadow of a low brim. ...read more.

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I can tell, every thought that wavers in and out, every glimmer in his eyes. They are riddled by a deep love, a deep understanding for which I thank God. Then one day he turned to me and said- "But is so much that I owe you. So much I wish to pay you back for; tell me Mother how can I repay you?" I reached out a hand to my chest beside me: it glided over a rosary, over my pills to a leather bound Bible- "For starters you may read me a psalm." It is dark outside, rain paints the boarded windows a streaked grey. The visible part of Brack's face is illuminated under the hat by the stormy glow One night, I asked him to relieve himself of the hat he so obviously attempts to hide himself with, and in turn fails to conceal and exposes his cowardliness. "Do you wish to die a coward Brack? Be smart, you were tainted none the less but you were smart. Smart enough to let the Lord make you a future. To let Jesus Christ almighty welcome you into the light; to make you a being worthy of his mercy- or at least, attempt to." "You made us other things." "I made a man out of you boy." "You did more, you made us what we are today-" Pause "-Scoundrels, the lot of you. ...read more.

Conclusion

Then I would draw near, and hold them close... Pause ...and they would pray harder. For all my hours, for all my days, the satisfaction of knowing which souls will be welcomed is one I was never meant to know. For does the Bible not say 'In the beginning was the Word,' the word of Jesus Christ almighty who lies like a light upon the heart, like a Psalm upon my breast, like a rosary between my grasp. The elderly woman holds the crucifix, imbedded in her grip- 'For there are certain men crept in unawares, who were before of old ordained to this condemnation ungolding men, turning the grace of our Lord to this lasciviousness and denying the only Lord God, our Lord Jesus Christ who lies like a light upon the darkest hearts.' She begins to quiver, and shake as her fist turns white- I died long ago, but the Lord is righteous; he has cut me free from the cords of the wicked: and upon the pages of life my name shall be written in gold, beneath the words 'Jesus Christ almighty lays like a light upon my heart.' One name that shall Nye be ordained and pronounced throughout the kingdom is that of Julius Brack.' A trickle of blood emits from the clench- Does the Bible not say 'For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ all shall be made alive,' welcome me O loving Father; for thine is the Kingdom the power and the glory, for ever and ever: I come. Pause: Drip, drip drip. By Jo Gilbert ...read more.

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