(Written by Liz Rodrigues and brought to life in Dramatic Presentation @ the Orange County Gospel Fellowship 2013)
My son, Jesus. I was not prepared when the angle of the Lord came to me. I was startled! More like scared. He said, Greetings you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you. He said “Do not be afraid, Mary, you have found favor with God. You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus.
I asked him, how will this be since I am a virgin. He said “The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you. So the holy one to be born will be called the Son of God. It happened just like he said.
Have you ever lost someone; every last moment so precious; clinging to their every word? He said, Women, behold your son. Yes, John, the one he loves; we both are in pain. The agony is more that I can describe. Oh my precious Jesus!
John, the Beloved Disciple
(Written by Liz Rodrigues and brought to life in Dramatic Presentation @
the Orange County Gospel Fellowship 2013)
I’m just a fisherman from Galilee. The Teacher saw me and asked me to follow him, and I did. My eyes have seen things that I never saw before.
Perplexing thoughts flood my mind now. The last day I ate with my Lord he talked about betrayal. Could God betray him? I know I feel like I have.
I should have fought for him. All the love he has for me and I did not try and defend him. They took him and my hands never helped him. He asked me to pray and I fell asleep.
Help me God!
I watched him, Jesus my Lord. He has been stripped of everything.
He said, “Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.”
Yet, I’m not the one being persecuted. It’s Him and I feel so helpless. Could God forsake him? I’ve seen him raise the dead; yes Lazarus was dead and he called him to awake as if he was just in a deep slumber.
Water has become wine, multitudes have been fed with just a few loaves of bread; blind eyes have been opened. I even saw him walk on water.
He has spoken to me, sometimes in parables and other times very plainly. He said he would protect me, like a shepherd protects the sheep. I keep remembering what he said, “ The reason my Father loves me is that I lay down my life—only to take it up again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have authority to lay it down and authority to take it up again.” Has it been his choice to go to the cross? He’s touched many and breath has been returned to them, yet he seems to be dying right before my eyes. Who will raise him up again? He said in a little while you will see me no more and then after a while you will see me again. What does that mean? I’m scared. In a little while, all I see is him dying.
God bless you!~Liz