Didymus stoically watched the soldiers run off with the last of his food and drink. The foul-smelling minions of Rome cackled insanely as they swaggered out of the cave. It would be the last time.
The same scene played out numerous times in the last year. Things were getting worse. To resist meant death. He, and other Christ-followers, were starving.
Christ preached peace telling his followers “Thou shall not kill.”
Unlike Christ, a simple man could only take so much. Didymus thought about the soldiers feasting on poisonous food that night.
He prayed for forgiveness after the last soldier left.
The Creative Chronicles of Dave Stancliff 