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This one deals with the events of the arrest of Jesus in the garden and all that follows from the point of view of the High Priest's slave who had his ear cut off.

The High Priest’s Slave is Hurting

It hurt. It really hurt. And there was nothing I could do about it.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let me start at the beginning. It all started in the dark of that night.

The temple guards were summoned from their beds. That meant we slaves who were with them had to get up as well. I was told to get torches and distribute them. The guards meanwhile were putting on their armour and gathering their weapons. It felt like we were making ready for a war – or a big battle at least. Once everything was ready we were off through the dark streets of Jerusalem. Nothing was moving – only us.

You see, it was the early hours of the morning following the night of Passover. Most people would have eaten well and drunk even better. They would be tucked up safe in their beds by now. But not us. We were off on some fool’s errand in the dark.

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