Some years back I had talked to a friend about Jesus, he said "have you ever read the gospel of Judas?" I said "no" he replied " I think if you accept one ancient text you should accept them all." I disagreed, but the thought kept nagging me late into the night. So I found it online and read it. It painted a VERY different picture of Jesus, He was very detached from the people, acting more like an alien than a person." it was similar to the bible in its words but the wording was backwards. Example? when Jesus said "how long must I bear with you." and "where I go you cannot go" in both examples in the other gospels we have a very kind Jesus who is human in many aspects, but in the gospel of Judas He is more rude and flamboyant if you will, like "Ha, where I go you cannot go!" "ughh, how long must I be with you?" that isn't really the wording but to give an example of how it reads. Later on Jesus goes on to say that there is another Christ that will come. Started with an S in the name, it wasn't satan but something else. Anyway I went to my room, everyone was in bed and I knew I had to figure it out because the gospel of Judas and the bible did not agree at all. In fact the gospel of Judas said that Judas was Jesus favorite and thats why the other gospels didn't agree with this gospel, they were jealous.
so I went to my room, turned off the light and shut my door. Gingerly I walked to the bed (it was messy, and the bed itself was just a mattress on the floor) I lay down and started thinking, but what I needed was thinking music, you know like jeapordy? so I rolled over in the dark and grabbed my boom box radio that was there, it had the old nob on the top to change the station and it wasn't digital so I couldn't see where the dial was going, I just slowly began turning it through the stations, then I found one that seemed perfect, it just had an acoustic guitar playing over and over again, it would change just a tiny bit every so often just enough to let you know it wasn't on a loop. I didn't lay back down to think at first because I wanted to hear the lyrics or see if it was the end of the song, after all I needed thinking music. In the dark it was kind of hard to find the nob and all of that so I just sat there for a couple of minutes. No words, no commercial. I thought "PERFECT!" I lay down and got to thinking. About 8 or so minutes into my thoughts my attention directed back towards the strumming. Still no words, no commercials and still changing just ever so little to let me know it wasn't on a loop. I thought "how odd" but I appreciated it and went back to thinking, about 5 minutes later I thought about the music again. Still going! I couldn't believe it, how bizarre that I found the one station that had something this perfect for thinking and uninterrupted! so I went back to thinking. Then it hit me like cold water. I KNEW FOR A FACT THAT THE GOSPEL OF JUDAS WAS WRONG BECAUSE IT SAID JESUS WAS NOT THE CHRIST! (in that exact moment came from the radio directly into my ear the loudest, creepiest and most painful SCRRREEEEEEAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMM it squeeled and it screeched! and my heart jumped out of my chest, I tried to get to the nob and shut it off before I had a heart attack but not before it started talking satanicly.. "inaudible inaudible. JESUS WAS A inaudible inaudible JESSUSSS WAS A- inaudible, and all of it in a growly satanic voice. I finally got it off and I lay there out of breath with tears running down my face. I was shaken so badly. Call it whatever you want I know what happened. Satan was there with me while I was reading the gospel of Judas, he was there on the phone when my friend told me about it, he was there while I was pondering and he even played the acoustic guitar for me to think. But the instant my heart hit gold on Jesus, satan couldn't contain his anguish. To this I testify. Satan is real.
so I went to my room, turned off the light and shut my door. Gingerly I walked to the bed (it was messy, and the bed itself was just a mattress on the floor) I lay down and started thinking, but what I needed was thinking music, you know like jeapordy? so I rolled over in the dark and grabbed my boom box radio that was there, it had the old nob on the top to change the station and it wasn't digital so I couldn't see where the dial was going, I just slowly began turning it through the stations, then I found one that seemed perfect, it just had an acoustic guitar playing over and over again, it would change just a tiny bit every so often just enough to let you know it wasn't on a loop. I didn't lay back down to think at first because I wanted to hear the lyrics or see if it was the end of the song, after all I needed thinking music. In the dark it was kind of hard to find the nob and all of that so I just sat there for a couple of minutes. No words, no commercial. I thought "PERFECT!" I lay down and got to thinking. About 8 or so minutes into my thoughts my attention directed back towards the strumming. Still no words, no commercials and still changing just ever so little to let me know it wasn't on a loop. I thought "how odd" but I appreciated it and went back to thinking, about 5 minutes later I thought about the music again. Still going! I couldn't believe it, how bizarre that I found the one station that had something this perfect for thinking and uninterrupted! so I went back to thinking. Then it hit me like cold water. I KNEW FOR A FACT THAT THE GOSPEL OF JUDAS WAS WRONG BECAUSE IT SAID JESUS WAS NOT THE CHRIST! (in that exact moment came from the radio directly into my ear the loudest, creepiest and most painful SCRRREEEEEEAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMM it squeeled and it screeched! and my heart jumped out of my chest, I tried to get to the nob and shut it off before I had a heart attack but not before it started talking satanicly.. "inaudible inaudible. JESUS WAS A inaudible inaudible JESSUSSS WAS A- inaudible, and all of it in a growly satanic voice. I finally got it off and I lay there out of breath with tears running down my face. I was shaken so badly. Call it whatever you want I know what happened. Satan was there with me while I was reading the gospel of Judas, he was there on the phone when my friend told me about it, he was there while I was pondering and he even played the acoustic guitar for me to think. But the instant my heart hit gold on Jesus, satan couldn't contain his anguish. To this I testify. Satan is real.
