The Last Hours of Christ - a Disciple's Betrayal

(the crucifixion through the eyes of the apostle Judas) How can I sit here and sup with Him? How can I look Him in the eye? I can tell by the way He looks at me that He knows He is going to die. I have consorted with His enemies and the plans have already been made. They have put a price upon His head and thirty silver pieces I was paid. I never should have talked with them, should not have listened to their lies. I never should have allowed myself to become the instrument of His demise. I can't believe that I had the nerve to hand Him over with a loving kiss. He knew from the start what I would do. How could our relationship have come to this? I have committed a truly unforgivable sin in betraying God’s only Son. I too will be departing this world, for I cannot live with what I have done. For I know that my name shall be the one that all of history shall hate. I was the one to betray the Christ. Such was my terrible fate.