'Let another take his office.'

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*Dedicated to Kill Hannah "Someone Do Something"
*Dedicated to Ja****


-------------------/ Akel Dama; The Thoughts of St. Peter As He Chooses an Apostle To Replace Judas/


It wasn't supposed to be like this
we were supposed to outgrow our passions together
holy disciples
as a team – as brothers
and travel the world
just yesterday, it seemed, we were passing out innumerable loaves…
cooked fish to thousands gathered
speechless bystanders as Jesus raised a man,
(wrapped in bandages nonetheless)
from the dead, and restored sight to a man born blind
and I feel blind sometimes, Judas,
because I forget what your face looks like on occasion,
(my subconscious dulling the pain of your absence)
and the shared joys we had are fleeting in my dreams. I have to strain
to cull flashbacks of when we dined at Zaccheus' table
when the 12 of us coalesced mirthfully
roving from house to house...no consistent place to lay our heads;
times robed in innocence and naiveté
unaware of the troubles that lie waiting for us as the years would pass
unaware of the troubles each one of us had within
…you know, I betrayed Him too
a tragic mistake I still have difficulty accepting pardon for
but I never lost sight of the Ray of Light, though at times it flickered
in my darkest hour
but I suppose you were aggrieved more bitterly than I was
and took things harder
the thirty pieces of silver you charged could have been
the first offering in our new synagogue
and we would marvel at how drastically God's Mercy
was able to transform us...
I like to be alone sometimes and think about you
pinching myself because its all so surreal
while gazing at the stars, the chilled winds making my breath transparent
and I reflect on what could have been
we were supposed to conquer the world together,
the 12 of us casting out demons...
not become the demons ourselves



(I'll miss you, buddy)




---------------------Acts 1:15-26
And in those days Peter stood up in the midst of the disciples (altogether the number of names was about a hundred and twenty), and said, "Men and brethren, this Scripture had to be fulfilled, which the Holy Spirit spoke before by the mouth of David concerning Judas, who became a guide to those who arrested Jesus; for he was numbered with us and obtained a part in this ministry." (Now this man purchased a field with the wages of iniquity; and falling headlong, he burst open in the middle and all his entrails gushed out. And it became known to all those dwelling in Jerusalem; so that field is called in their own language, Akel Dama, that is, Field of Blood.) "For it is written in the Book of Psalms:

'Let his dwelling place be desolate,
And let no one live in it';
and,

'Let another take his office.'

"Therefore, of these men who have accompanied us all the time that the Lord Jesus went in and out among us, beginning from the baptism of John to that day when He was taken up from us, one of these must become a witness with us of His resurrection.” And they proposed two: Joseph called Barsabas, who was surnamed Justus, and Matthias. And they prayed and said, "You, O Lord, who know the hearts of all, show which of these two You have chosen to take part in this ministry and apostleship from which Judas by transgression fell, that he might go to his own place." And they cast their lots, and the lot fell on Matthias. And he was numbered with the eleven apostles.



---Someone Do Something Lyrics

I've been waiting for the day when the sun goes away
Never to return
Opens up a modern age,
Bright white but was grey
And they can never catch us

Oh, don't take this from me
I need to believe
In something
I won't protest this leave
I'm falling to pieces

Oh no someone do something

I've got one long crazy dream
That heaven fought out troubled teens and anorexic girls,
but it lasted twenty years and none brought to tears and no one can wake me

Oh, the bright young things we never sleep
We just lie down while we dream
Someone do something
I'm falling to pieces,
no one matters, does anything?

Oh the bright young things we never sleep
We just lie down while we dream
Someone do something,
I'm falling to pieces

Oh what matters
What matters
What matters
Oh
What matters