THE weary floorboards creak to bear my body and the millstone of my soul that so heavy on my mortal frame I wear this brooding head I bow, and sigh and so incline this chin upon a moody breast downward drops my vacant gaze and falls to land upon those ancient olive planks that hold my pending weight sending down, to delegate a burden I alone could never carry their load these beams will ne’er forsake till the hour comes they themselves should break. I look upon these humble planks and lo! a swell of thanks that upward springs from font forgotten, yea! from a secret well preserved in hidden chambers of this heart, and like the drop that overflowed a basin or the furtive glance of tenderness that all my wounds has mended that my afflictions tended that turned my trials to pleasure and turned my tears to treasure like the fabled straw that broke the camel’s back: the floorboards underneath me groan then crack, and outward open like a mystic fan or the feathers of a falcon’s wing Or the sun’s first rays, as birds begin to sing or the garish plumage of a peacock’s tail that before this vision now can only pale: my onetime firmly planted feet now stand upon the vast and starry sky the Milky Way, unfathomed, spans all strewn about with dying light that ferry messages of cosmic plight and bear record of our destiny together— a sight that beggars why and whether. I raise my eyes, and there behold without mistake: the nails they hammered through those guileless palms the stakes they drove into those naked feet, to fix them to that faithful stoic wood of the Cross they raised on Golgotha.
19 While he [Pilate] was sitting on the judgment seat, his wife sent to him, saying, “Have nothing to do with that righteous Man; for last night I suffered greatly in a dream because of Him.” 20 But the chief priests and the elders persuaded the multitudes to ask for Barabbas and to put Jesus to death. 21 But the governor said to them, “Which of the two do you want me to release for you?” And they said, “Barabbas.” 22 Pilate said to them, “Then what shall I do with Jesus who is called Christ?” They all said, “Crucify Him!” 23 And he said, “Why, what evil has He done?” But they kept shouting all the more, saying, “Crucify Him!”
24 When Pilate saw that he was accomplishing nothing, but rather that a riot was starting, he took water and washed his hands in front of the multitude, saying, “I am innocent of this Man’s blood; see to that yourselves.” 25 And all the people said, “His blood shall be on us and on our children!” 26 Then he released Barabbas for them; but after having Jesus scourged, he handed Him over to be crucified. Matthew 27
Yet, Pilate was not innocent of this Man's blood, and would suffer the rest of his life.
Pilate should have listened to his wife, just like Caesar should have listened to his. It represents that we should attend not only to our rational sides but also our intuitive ones.
It is indicated in apocryphal literature that Pilate wrote letters to Tiberius, and possibly even Claudius, in his attempt to explain the situation he was in at the time he made that fateful decision to "wash his hands". An important link comes with the Gospel of Nicodemus.
In my experience as a young boy, I first discovered out of naive intuition that there is more to this story than meets the eye. It begins with this apparently fictional teleplay, which left a lasting impression, as if a much earlier memory was being brought forth again.
Beautifully rendered
May the Resurrection forces ever flow
xox
19 While he [Pilate] was sitting on the judgment seat, his wife sent to him, saying, “Have nothing to do with that righteous Man; for last night I suffered greatly in a dream because of Him.” 20 But the chief priests and the elders persuaded the multitudes to ask for Barabbas and to put Jesus to death. 21 But the governor said to them, “Which of the two do you want me to release for you?” And they said, “Barabbas.” 22 Pilate said to them, “Then what shall I do with Jesus who is called Christ?” They all said, “Crucify Him!” 23 And he said, “Why, what evil has He done?” But they kept shouting all the more, saying, “Crucify Him!”
24 When Pilate saw that he was accomplishing nothing, but rather that a riot was starting, he took water and washed his hands in front of the multitude, saying, “I am innocent of this Man’s blood; see to that yourselves.” 25 And all the people said, “His blood shall be on us and on our children!” 26 Then he released Barabbas for them; but after having Jesus scourged, he handed Him over to be crucified. Matthew 27
Yet, Pilate was not innocent of this Man's blood, and would suffer the rest of his life.
Pilate should have listened to his wife, just like Caesar should have listened to his. It represents that we should attend not only to our rational sides but also our intuitive ones.
It is indicated in apocryphal literature that Pilate wrote letters to Tiberius, and possibly even Claudius, in his attempt to explain the situation he was in at the time he made that fateful decision to "wash his hands". An important link comes with the Gospel of Nicodemus.
In my experience as a young boy, I first discovered out of naive intuition that there is more to this story than meets the eye. It begins with this apparently fictional teleplay, which left a lasting impression, as if a much earlier memory was being brought forth again.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gQZU3x66Bio