Jesus Called Him Friend

He made him treasurer.
That sounds like trust.

He dined with him.
That looks like family.

He called him friend.
That seems like brotherhood.

He was betrayed by him.
That was wicked and deceitful.

Jesus never pleaded with him to stop.
That is the meaning of freewill.

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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