Out numbered by a large crowd. They are taking me to the cross now. If I could turn back time right now, would I be ashamed of Christ somehow. They mock me like I am Jesus. Hedonist and pleasers. They want to shed my blood so they can please their religous leaders. Missonary to the meanest. Ambassador of Jesus. God hear my plea for freedom. If I could reach the crowd with my last words, I pray that they will heed them. Satan get behind me, I am telling all the Peters, because they said I should not spread this Gospel when it gets so heated. If I could turn back time, would my message be so right. Would I trade like Judas or be afraid to die. I give you my death Father in heaven, with no leaven. I know what I must do to make it to heaven. I am dieing for you Lord I am coming to you. I will not forsake what you would have me do.