…And The Dead Walked Out of Their Graves
This was the day from stinking hell.
Caiaphas was bone tired; everything continued to spiral out of control; his most trusted priests and lawyers were here, including Acanthus and his soldiers to bear witness to the unbelievable. Deep within the temple, inside the stark chamber, stood six-hundred thirty-three of the raised from the dead – and everyone gawked in abject fear.
The miracles were mind-boggling, and continued even after his death. The spies couldn’t find any evidence Jesus was alive though thousands reported seeing him, and the testimonies were too varied and prolific to be a conspiracy by his followers, for even the High Priest Levi confessed talking with him.
Unable to conceal the massive unveiling of the supernatural throughout the city, they who came out of the graves caused horrific pandemonium – damage control was absolutely futile.
People refused to give their tithes and offerings and the government was in uproar looking for answers – and this was the reason for the assembly of the trusted, to record the testimonies of those who walked out of their graves.
Ananias ben Nebedeus stood up to speak, but Caiaphas wasn’t paying attention for his bowels twisted violently within his abdomen.
“We’ve behaved ourselves towards you with respect and caution, and we’ve brought you here to tell us the mysteries of your resurrection from the dead. Swear by the Adonai of Israel, who spoke to our fathers by the law and the prophets why you were raised from the dead.”
Six hundred thirty-three men spoke as one voice, their voices resounding thunderously throughout the chamber, cutting into the hearts of the priests – they were witnessing a miracle of prodigious proportions.
One thousand two hundred sixty-six eyes stared unfocused as their mouths moved in perfect unison. “We were allowed these days on earth to deliver this testimony and to declare the truth and sacred mysteries, which we saw when we were dead. We were charged to be as dumb persons until the time the Lord allowed us to declare the mysteries of his divinity.
“Jesus, whom you crucified in deceit, gave us this time to celebrate the Passover with our families and to bear our testimony. Therefore, so say we all – in the name of Yahaveh the Most High. We declare and glorify the resurrection of the Lord Jesus Christ because he raised us from the dead with himself, as a testimony against you and for the salvation of all mankind. Jesus only allowed your evil because his grace is immeasurable, his mercy inexhaustible, and his love for his brothers whom you evidently hated, absolutely inexpressible…”
Fifty soldiers backed violently into each other trying to escape the palpable supernatural clouding the chamber with thick smoke; thirty bureaucrats tripped in terror falling to the floor.
“…Therefore, God himself has torn your Holy of Holies asunder, for you’ll never be the mediator between him and man again. Him whom you crucified with monies from the storehouse, which you did not own, monies given by the faithful who you were supposed to pasture, power given from God in which you used to terrorize and grieve those who loved him, will curse your eternities and all your generations that come after – just as you asked.
“You’ve suckled nauseous evil in the name of the Lord, pouring salt on the wounds of those who seek him and hijacked that which was holy, for power, for prestige, filthy lucre, and for the determination of your father – who is the sworn enemy of the living God.
“Judgment is turned away and justice for those you lord over standeth afar off. My truth is fallen and trampled underfoot while you make my love a damnable lie by dimming the eyes of the faithful with sorrow, and making those that expose your evil into quivering prey, prosecuted, stricken, and vilified simply for loving their Lord. To add insult to blasphemy, you dare to call yourself infallible men of God that stand in my stead!
“Woe to you Rabbis and Pharisees, you hypocrites, saith the Lord of Hosts! You shut the doors to the Kingdom of Heaven in men’s faces, though you yourselves refuse to enter, nor will you let those who desire entry to enter. You traverse land and sea to win a single convert, and when he becomes one, you make him twice the devils you are.
“Outwardly, you’re camouflage pious; appearing to be of God; but only The One comprehends your true condemnation. You’ve embraced his enemy while grievously burdening his children with heavy yokes that cause them to designate their Creator unfair. Therefore, he’ll rip his nation out of your hands and destroy your evil priesthood forever, never to serve the name of the Lord again!”
The dead paused as debilitating silence permeated the chamber. Ananias ben Nebedeus, Nathaniel, and two hundred priests fell to the floor with a giant thud, as the scribes wrote furiously every word said, as all stood hypnotized paralyzed as a mouse confronting a snake.
“…You’ve murdered the prophets he sent; some were beaten, stoned, and even tortured; he sent more and they received nothing but evil from your hands. He finally sent his precious Son, full of miracles and anointing and you plotted day and night to murder him without rational cause.
“Now, the words of Adonai are in your stinking faces; the owner of the vineyard is here, the owner of the kingdom is here, the owner of your very souls is here. The truth you’ve despised will be ripped from your hands and given to the ten tribes of the earth – for you have rejected, plotted, and murdered The One’s only begotten – the Son of God.
“Judah and Benjamin, whom you infested and overthrew because of Joshua’s error, will be given to Lucifer for a possession. He will Talmud you into the most hated and despised peoples of the earth, a cancerous diaspora on the nations, an evil blight stifling the brotherhood that The One envisions for all his children.
“Holy blood will be on your heads and the heads of all your generations, from umbilical cord to umbilical cord. Woe to you, for you’ve murdered your Creator for fleeting vanity, for blistering inanity and the pride of life – refusing to believe in a final tomorrow.”
“But the God of Abraham, The Everlasting, has set a stone that’ll never be cast off nor moved. He is his own, called Wonderful Counselor, a Great Blessing, even a Wonder; and he shall destroy your foundations and extinguish every high place and pillar. Nothing upholding the name of men shall withstand him who you crucified, for all will be thrown and brought down – as a testimony against you, for the repeating allegory of your destruction!
“For the Rock you rejected will never be covered. Behold, he’ll return to the power of his strength with great fury; and all creation shall give testimony, glory, and confess that Jesus is The One!
“But until then, his name will be an offense and a cursing to all your generations. You Pharisees and Sadducees stand in the zenith wicked, the froward hypocrites that polluted his name, my name, the names I gave him and the names we share; Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace, King of kings, Lord of Lords, Immanuel, Creator, and The One.”
The dead paused fitfully as everyone trembled under the suffocating heaviness of the supernatural. And in one accord, six hundred thirty-three dead pointed an accusing finger at Caiaphas and roared as the thick smoke swirled riotously around them.
“These are the final words of Yahaveh the Most High to you and your wicked assembly; vengeance is mine saith the Lord of Host!”
And with those final words, the dead collapsed in unison with a tumultuous thunder, as the priests, dignitaries, and soldiers stared in shocking horror as debilitating silence filled the massive fog filled chamber…