Forty Days
This is my version of that very famous, sad happenings that took place a long time ago.
I wish you all a meaningful Holy Week and a blessed Easter celebrating my return.
What happened to all my followers?They have all left me, except a few who are true to me.“My friends, I’m going up the mountains to meditate.You will not see me for a while.” I feel so tired, drained, and frightened.But I must be on my way to the top of the mountain and sit under a tree,In peace and tranquility,I shall meditate till my mind is clear. I met a man walking towards me.“Hello, my friend, you must be very hungry meditating all day.Take this stone and turn it into bread to relieve your hunger.”I ignored him and continued with my meditation. A strange looking bird flew and stopped in front of me.Am I ever going to meditate today.“Hello there! Try flying like me.If you fall, some strange force will catch you!” The strange looking man came up to me again.“Look down below young man,” he said,“All this land belongs to me, worship me and it shall all be yours!”I was angry by all these interruptions, I shouted at him, and asked him to go away. I had spent 40 days and nights meditating, pleading with my God“Help me to get away from my enemies.”The purpose of my life here was to save the humankind.I must go down the mountains and face my enemies. I could see in the distance soldiers approaching me.And where are my devoted friends?Peter was my only friend who was waiting for me.He fought the soldiers valiantly, but it was no use. I was chained and my enemies took me to Pilate.He presided over the trial and I was ultimately ordered to be crucified.Remember me during this Holy Week and Good Friday when I shed my last breath.I shall come back again like I did then to be with you forever.