3.8.31
I was willing to die for Him. So what if the Judeans wanted to kill us. I’m going all the way with this. There is absolutely no doubt in my mind He is the one we have been waiting for. I don’t care what John, Peter and all those guys think. He is worth dying for.

2.17.33
I couldn’t understand what He was talking about. Going to His Father’s house? Was He going to leave us? After all this time we invested in Him, He was leaving us behind? Didn’t He understand we needed Him here if we were going to win this fight? 

4.3.33
It is finished. Indeed. So am I. 

4.5.33
They said they saw him. Alive. They’ve probably lost their minds. Unless I actually feel his wounds, there is no way I can go through with this again. In fact, he ought to feel my wounds. I’ve risked too much, given too much and hoped too much. 

4.12.33
He showed up. He made the offer and called me out. (Weird how he knew what I said before, almost verbatim). I took one step towards Him. I still wanted to be absolutely sure this was real. After all, I’ve been burned before. But when he extended his hands, I saw the wounds. And that was it. I couldn’t do it. Didn’t even have to. Because His love proved more than my mind could ever comprehend.