Apostle Peter and the Last Supper Page #2

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out his hand.

Before my eyes,

he had banished the sickness.

This was but one of many

miracles he performed,

seen by many witnesses.

That is quite a story,

if any of it's true.

Why would I be false?

What would I gain?

You have nothing

I want.

Not even freedom?

As I said,

you have nothing I want.

Even if I believe you,

I've already

made up my mind.

You are clearly insane.

In what respect?

Well, any man who

wishes good health

upon his

mother-in-law is-

mad.

Your wits are

sharp, soldier.

What is your name?

Martinian.

Would you hear

more of Jesus

and accept what

I say is the truth?

I will listen well.

It's only a rooster.

The sound

offends you?

It reminds me.

Reminds you of what?

I denied my Lord.

I denied him,

not once,

but three times.

You sinned

against your Lord?

I denied him.

You were not cast

out from his fellowship?

Man can be weak

in the heart and mind.

Our Lord knew this.

I say to you,

anyone who

commits any sin

is a slave to sin,

and a slave does not

remain in the house forever.

The Son remains forever.

So if the Son

sets you free,

you will be

free indeed.

The emperor can forgive.

A magistrate can forgive.

Beg for their forgiveness.

Deny your Lord,

and you could go free.

I am already free.

What, even in chains?

You are the one

in chains, Martinian,

not I.

Free yourself.

So you will do nothing?

You will sit here

and wait for death?

With Christ,

death is only

a beginning.

And what

of me, Simon Peter,

and my question?

Let's say you're right.

Who would forgive my sin,

being your jailer,

jailer to the personal

friend of God?

Forgiveness

is only found in Jesus,

our Lord.

So, I should, uh-

Yeah.

Home to your wife.

Leave a real soldier

to do his job.

Forgiven?

You?

You are a fool to die.

Christ has forsaken you.

God has forsaken you.

You are alone!

I am not alone!

Jesus says, "I will neither

leave you nor forsake you. "

Nothing better to do

than rile at the rabble

with talk of gods?

How could you follow

a leader like that?

King of the Jews, right?

We were more like soldiers

following our General.

Can't you imagine the

different kind of leader,

one where the lower

soldier is as important

as the highest general?

You mean I would have the

same stature as the officers?

Why would any general

agree to that?

There is a difference between

leading and love of your people,

versus having

the love of power,

the greed of leadership.

Man was born with

the desire to rule.

What if your

general loved you

and felt that all men

were created equal?

Jesus was that

kind of a general.

My brother Andrew and I

were among the

rst of the disciples,

captains, you might say.

You're mistaken,

Brother.

The Master clearly

called me first.

You are mistaken.

I told you that

we found the Messiah.

I was in the boat

when Jesus called,

"Come, follow me. "

We were in the

boat together.

He called to us

at the same time.

Yes, yes, but I was

closer to the shore.

There was

John and James, the sons of Zebedee,

whom Jesus cherished.

Mother wanted me to sit

on Jesus rig ht hand.

And you on the left.

Why am I to be

on the left?

Mother has

no say in this.

You be on the left.

I will be on the right.

James, Jesus loves me

better than you.

Hmph, we will see

about that.

There was

Philip, Nathaniel, and Thomas,

James, the son of Alpheus;

Thaddeus;

Simon, the Canaanite;

Matthew the tax collector;

and, of course,

there was Judas.

But Jesus knew what

was in our hearts.

The Master spoke of giving

power beyond comprehension.

Heal the sick,

cleanse the lepers,

raise the dead,

drive out demons.

Freely you have received;

therefore, give freely.

Suppose it

doesn't work, Lord?

Suppose I rebuke a demon,

and it refuses to leave?

There are times

when it will be more work.

Some can only be driven out

by prayer and fasting.

Witchcraft and magic.

That is not

what I speak of.

I speak of

the true power,

which can only

come from God.

Not

very nice of you.

Your Lord gives you powers,

yet you deny him three times?

You have much

anger in you.

You have a wish for

true love in your life,

peace, happiness.

Show me these

powers of yours.

Prove it.

You are not ill.

You are not

beset by demons.

What would you

have me do?

Hmph, gures.

I would have you

be crucified

and die

a rebel's death.

Oh, did no one

tell you?

Now, I've gone and

spoiled the surprise.

It cannot be

that way.

Let's see how quickly

your knees turn to water.

You misunderstand

I am not worthy to die

in the same manner

as blessed Jesus.

What?

You think it's some

kind of honor?

You're insane.

Martinian,

you will come with me.

You got me.

You will come

with me now!

What's this all about?

An agent with the seal of the

emperor wants to question you

about your talks with

this Christian rebel.

Martinian-

Martinian,

what's wrong?

What are you

doing here?

This is no

place for you.

Is he

really here?

Is who here?

Simon Peter,

of course.

The one they call

the Prince of the apostles.

He is here.

Why did you not

mention it?

Must I tell you of every

prisoner now, Wife?

Do not attempt that

tone with me, Husband.

You'll only

embarrass yourself.

Yes, he's here.

I've even spoken to him,

asked him questions.

Well, you've asked him

all the wrong questions.

You don't even know

what I've asked.

I know you've asked

the wrong thing.

And what would be

the correct question?

Ask him for a

blessing, of course,

for my womb, so I may

bear you a child.

That is

dangerous talk.

I know your interest

in these Christians,

but better not

go further.

It doesn't,

does it?

No, of course not.

I'm serious.

I will not lose you

to this cult.

I hear you.

You have made

yourself clear.

I'm also curious

about this man,

but I will not ask

for his blessing.

That crosses

the line.

I will ask him

one question.

Will that suffice?

Now; if you need

time to think-

I- I want to know

how Jesus really died,

and the days

leading up to his death,

and-

Well, ask him that,

and you shall be allowed

to sleep in the bed tonight.

All right,

I have a question.

Not so circumspect today.

Are you eager to hear

tales of my Master?

There is one tale

in particular I would hear:

the death of your Lord.

How did it come about?

That is a tale

both sad and glorious.

I'm surprised you do not

know the answer already.

I know some

whispers, rumors.

I would hear the truth of

it from one who lived it.

They say he

was betrayed?

Yes, he was.

Who was it?

Why did he do it?

Please, I must hear.

I have to be sure.

If your Master

is the true Son of God,

and you are his

right hand, I will be-

I fear for my soul.

Ilf I tell you this story,

and you know my words are true,

will you then accept

Jesus as your Lord?

I will listen well.

I promise nothing more.

Where shall I begin?

It was on the night

of the Passover feast.

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