Words not Actions

He was very, very lucky to get away alive.
I was one of the group that cornered him at the festival.
We knew he would have to come, so it was only a matter of time before we could get him alone

Surrounded as he was, he was careful what he said.

"Say it straight - are the divinely appointed messenger?" We demanded.  We're through with pleasantries.

He replied "I have told you so many times, but you've never listened... so what will make the different now?  The ones who know me, and care about; they can tell you."

Surly 'enough'- (we are not likely to get more), this is 'incitement to hatred and intolerance'.  It's cryptic, but that's what we expect.  We know he's playing games with us. We must act while we can.  It's the only way terrorist acts can be prevented.  'Catch the snake as it leaves its hole', as the saying goes.  Our actions will be understood in a court of law.  Self-defence; for public well being.

He will say more. He's pleading now.

"You have seen how the poor have been helped.  For which of these acts am I to die?"

It's not for your bloody actions that you die, it's for your words.  We have him round the throat, but he sill manages to say more...

"You recall those words... of the Psalmist, in chapter 28, verse 6, "and you are all gods.."  just words.... and I've only said I am 'the son of god'... you never believed me, even when wonderful things happened to honour the Creator....a paradox eh? you see, impossible for you to believe.

Everything went red.  I threw a stone, it hit another guy on the head.   Lunging and ripping.  I still have a bit of his shirt.  How he got away from us, I just don't know... but he did.

He went back to that place where his cousin had been. And people said they saw the link.  His cousin spoke powerfully, but never did amazing things.  This guy, it's all happening.

 From John chapter 10 verses 22 to 30 (The Bible)