A Crime of Passion of the Christ
"Ok you guys, time to settle down." Their incessant banter continued. "Oh My god, tee hee,I am so angry. Come on, I have such big news to tell you. Ugh, doesn't anyone listen to me, tee hee -- I am so funny sometimes. Alright, seriously please be quiet!" His effeminate tone reached an alarming high, which resulted in his dinner party giving him their full attention. Â
"So first, I want to say thank you guys so much for coming. I hope you enjoyed it. I want to say thanks to Bartholmew for bringing the bread. His twice spiced Italian herb wheat bread was divine, if you know what I mean... And oh my goodness, John this wine is out of this world. I don't want to know what you had to go to get this Chianti, but let me tell you it is to die for, tee hee." They were both thankful of his holiness' praise. "Also, in case you were wondering, the dip is handmade and 100% organic with freshly picked arugula straight from my garden. Anywho, I gathered you guys here today to tell you some big and also very important news. Mary Mag, this sweet girl sitting next to me with a mouth like sailor, and I are... getting married!" Cheers broke out across the room, but not all was what it seemed. There were a few who found what the man of honor had to say disheartening. They kept their thoughts to themselves though and clapped along.
However, there was one among them who was visibly unmoved from such an announcement. He was stoic on the outside while his mind raced with thoughts. This man was Judas. He knew something about Jesus that only a few suspected and the rest would never have believed. And once the party settled back to do its routine after the wave excitement passed, Judas confronted Jesus on the veranda.
"Jesus of Nazareth! What do you think you are doing? How could you do this to me?"
"What do you expect from me? I can't go on living like this, not in this time. You have to understand that the suspicion was too much. Our secret will be harder to deal with now, but I know we can do it."
"No, you're wrong Mr. High and Mighty. We cannot do anything. This is over. I cannot believe you..." And he left the scene of merriment and surprise with the taste for bitter revenge because of a broken heart.Â
The party continued and Jesus, perhaps a little drunk on wine, decided it was time to wash the feet of the males at the party, one of his favorite things to do. Up on his rooftop in the open air he was sensually scrubbing his closest friend's feet. Oh it feels so good they would say. And Jesus would smile. But the ecstasy of the moment was broken when Judas came busting through the door. He walked right up to Jesus pulled him to his feet and kissed him passionately and lovingly on the lips. That perfect combination of romance and pain, of emotion and bitterness. They embraced clutching their draping clothes. Mary Magdalene feinted. Paul threw up. Others grinned with self-satisfaction. Then the guards rushed in, "Round up that homosexual Jesus. That's a crime!"Â
With a tear in his eye falling heavy like the feeling of guilt a child has for disobeying his parents, he said "I'm sorry." Jesus replied, "I'm not. We both know what happens in prison."
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