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Prepare the way of the Lord, for the Kingdom of God is near.

Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is near.

Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is near.

Come. Who's next?

Prepare the way of the Lord.

You are my beloved Son.

In you, I am well-pleased.

I've beheld the Spirit, descending as a dove from Heaven.

I have seen...

I have beheld, as have all of you, that this is the Son of God!

Has He finally come?

Behold the Lamb of God who will take away the sin of the world!

The Messiah!

You should've baptized me.

It is as it should be.

You shall increase, as I shall decrease.

Am I a lamb to the slaughter?

You are as Isaac was.

I will build upon your work.

You are among one of the greatest ever born on Earth,

but less than the least in the Kingdom of God.

Will God cleanse the Earth as He did in the days of Noah?

Not until I have gathered my flock.

He will provide a way.

And you?

I am in the Father, the Father is in me.

Come.

Let us eat and drink on this glorious day.

You ask if I am really the Messiah.

You all heard the voice of God today.

I invite you to come and join with me.

Take my yoke upon you and learn from me,

for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and I will give rest to your souls,

for my yoke is easy and my burden light.

You cannot make them love you.

No!

Father, why?

The storm's in the wilderness tonight.

Yes.

Everything is as you requested.

He is everything and more than what you said.

Let us return.

Good rest?

I slept well.

What sits upon the tip of your tongue?

You saw him last night, waiting?

He waits for us all.

He waits until we are weak.

I've seen him before. He tempted me with truth.

Some people would rather be fed lies than truth.

What did he reveal to you?

What will happen to me if I continue my path.

You are not afraid?

I fear the name of Our Lord over the hand of any man.

Wise. Very wise.

His appearance is not by chance, is it?

No. It is I who must confront him.

We can do this together.

I must do it alone.

I will purify myself for 40 nights, and this shall be my last.

Only the Spirit will nourish me after this.

The disciples are ready to follow you now.

-To wait.

I'll return when it's time.

God be with you.

He is within me.

Watch over the faithful until I return.

Shall I gather some supplies for your travel?

I have everything I need. And more.

Where does he go?

To overcome what we cannot.

Should he go alone?

He goes where we cannot yet follow.

Come.

Let us pray for him.

My Father in Heaven, sacred is Your name.

Your Kingdom come, Your will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us today our daily bread.

Forgive us our debts as we also have forgiven our debtors.

Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from the evil one.

Yahweh.

Yahweh.

Yahweh.

Yah...

I've disappointed you.

You must understand.

Did you not know that I must be at my Father's house?

Yeshua.

I was at the temple.

Everyone was looking for you. We were worried about you.

I was doing my Father's work.

Thought you would understand.

Three days we looked for you. Three days we thought we'd lost you.

Your mother was beside herself with grief.

She was sure that something tragic had befallen you.

I was being watched.

I'm always being watched.

Nothing would have been allowed to happen to me.

I know you are chosen by God.

I know that you are watched from above.

He watches us all.

But I took the charge to watch over you as my own

until my very last breath.

I told myself that from the first time I looked into your eyes.

You must respect your mother and I.

You must do as the Torah says.

I'm sorry.

I know you will have no Father other than our Heavenly Father above,

but here... you're my son.

Promises of heavenly protection

won't stop your mother and I from worrying about you.

I understand.

There are those who wanna harm you,

but I promise, no harm will come to you as long as I live.

I love you.

And I you.

Father, all these people with their expectations...

All that I ask is that You let me do what is expected of me.

I know that I'm right.

Father, there is much wicked in the world.

There is also love.

And right now I would surely love some more of those figs

that John had given me.

But this hunger will pass.

I will overcome the weakness of this body.

Where would You have me go, Father?

Lead me where You will.

I will walk with You always.

Peace be with you.

Why are you following me?

This is gonna make the journey far less interesting.

I'm gonna seek shelter. Join me if you wish.

I'm afraid to let you go.

Ima, I have prepared for you. You will not want for anything.

I am not afraid for me.

I've been in silence for too long. The time has come.

A bit longer. Please stay.

With Joseph gone, I so enjoy your company.

My heart says to appease you,

but the spirit within me says I must obey.

Perhaps the Lord would send another in your stay.

You and Aba gave me the most loving childhood.

I was freed from any expectations,

but now I must do what I was sent here to do.

Where will you go?

Judea, to visit my kinsman John.

John challenges authority.

That could bring harm to him and those around him.

Truth and harm, they often walk hand-in-hand.

God is speaking to John in that lonely place,

and I must go to him.

I know better than to try and change your mind.

Yes.

You know I've always been a little hard in the head.

Let us not talk of your leaving.

Let us just enjoy one another.

I pray that they all open their eyes,

like a man awakening from a deep sleep.

I agree with your prayer, mostly.

Stay out of my head.

Something in there you're trying to hide?

A secret?

I wondered how long before you would join me.

Most are not so eager for me to arrive.

Why delay what must come to pass?

I like your directness.

Thirsty?

It's cold. Though, more importantly, it's wet.

No.

I do enjoy water.

One fine creation, if I do say so myself.

Why have you come?

To talk, to meet you. Is that not enough?

Don't hold it against me if I don't believe you.

Say what you must.

May I come closer?

The fields, trees, mountains and the seas

are all worth saving, perhaps.

The grasses, beaches and the vast blue sky, I could see why.

But these earthly men...

You're entitled to your thoughts.

Your fire is cold, and your body looks worn.

The ground has left me stiff.

Days asleep on the ground will do that.

The chill of night will keep you up from a good sleep.

You were there for the passing of three nights.

Or was it four nights? I watched you as you slept.

It was no more than a night. Why do you lie?

Your judgment's already fading.

You need nourishment and less isolation.

You're growing weak.

The body is weak, but the spirit is strong.

You need out of this harsh world. Surely you deserve better.

Take one of these stones about you,

make it your bread before you're too weak.

I will not.

Your faith and spirit may be strong,

but your body grows weaker by the day.

If you've said what you came here to say, then go.

Leave me in peace.

Do you need to rest?

Your legs look to be betraying you.

My well of strength runs deep.

If you are the Son of God, then command this stone to become bread.

Or have you become too weak to show your power?

Many things I can live without, but bread would not be one of them.

Can you not travel in silence?

I love bread with fruit.

Honey spread upon the top is also my favorite.

But that said, I love bread with goat cheese.

It's especially good with bread that's fresh from being baked.

I think I love the smell of bread as much as the taste.

Of course, the smell doesn't fill the belly.

It only seems to make one feel more hungry.

Perhaps a flaw of creation.

What do you think?

It is written that man shall not live by bread alone,

but by every word that comes from the mouth of God.

Mm. So good.

So what's written about fish?

I do love the taste of fish, don't you?

I like my fish smoked and grilled.

How do you like your fish?

Actually, I like to eat all that comes from the sea: snails, clams...

Do you enjoy those? So delicious!

You deny these things that are best in life, Jesus.

Enjoy your faith.

Mm. So good.

You sure?

Days have gone by without you having anything to eat.

If not food, allow yourself something to drink.

I cannot.

Why are you willing to suffer so?

Bring it to your mouth and drink.

Joseph, drink a little.

No. No.

You are a stubborn man.

Are you suffering?

I'm accepting the suffering.

Soon it will pass, as will I.

Perhaps I can help you to stay a little longer.

No.

Last night I spoke with the angels.

It is my time to join my forefathers who rest with Abraham.

But we know the separation will be but temporary.

Take care of Ima.

I'm so proud of you,

the man you've become, the things I know you will do.

I will honor you always.

Do not return! You cannot tempt me!

I will return to my Father's Kingdom, but not until I have saved many others!

Do you hear me? Do not return!

Hello, little one.

Oh! What are you doing way out here?

Yes, you were lost, little one, weren't you?

Where is your shepherd

Where do you want to go

Come on.

This way? All right.

Bless you for you kindness.

I wish I could have provided more. My rooms have all been taken.

No, you've been most generous. We give you our heartfelt gratitude.

What is his name?

His name is Yeshua.

Ah, the Lord's Salvation. A fine name.

May it be so.

We can pay you a sum.

There is no need to pay. I'm just pleased that I could help.

God bless you.

How are you today, little one?

We need to give you a name.

How about Moses?

Perhaps you can deliver us both from this isolation.

Think so?

What do you say, Moses?

Will we find something for you to drink?

Come along.

No, none for me.

Maybe John had it right,

isolate yourself in the wilderness, away from distractions,

preach to those who seek you out.

To spread the word amongst men will take more than words,

it's gonna take actions, great sacrifice.

Oh, don't you worry. We won't be sacrificing you.

The Father desires mercy, not sacrifice.

Are you thirsty, little one?

Let's see if we can find you a watering hole.

Come along.

Whomever drinks of my water will never be thirsty.

The water will become a spring welling up to everlasting life,

to cleanse one from the sins of the dirt, the dirt of the sins of--

Sometimes the words of the heart are hard to put on to the tongue.

Come along.

Where I go you will follow.

Your spirit is my nourishment.

Your word will quench my thirst.

My faith will inspire them.

Cannot thank you enough for your kindness.

I shame you with my intrusion.

Not at all.

I am unclean.

No, you bless and honor me with your presence.

I felt ill in the marketplace,

my head suffering from great pain,

but it seems to have passed.

You are in my house now.

Cannot thank you enough.

This is your house?

My family's house.

Your family...

Will they not be displeased with my presence here?

They should not be.

They too were shown refuge when they most needed it.

Here, please.

Is the bread not suitable?

No bread is suitable.

I eat, but I do not taste.

I live, I do not feel!

I do not understand.

What is taking your love of life?

I used to see you by the marketplace selling your fruit.

You were always a happy man.

My wife and son passed with illness.

In my grief, I failed to tend the trees.

The figs rotted. I have lost all.

I have nothing.

No.

Your family now dwells in the presence of God.

They would want you to live.

They're gone. I have been left alone.

You are not alone.

None of us who dwell in the presence of God are alone.

Oh.

-Please, eat. -Oh.

Peace be with you.

Moses?

Moses?

Moses?

Moses?

Moses?

He's gone.

I've always loved lamb roasted in fire.

Both its head and legs along with its entrails.

What have you done?

Another of your flock gone?

Why have you returned?

You look frail and weak, oh Lamb of God.

Why have you returned?

I like it.

No disciples about to impress with your calm restraint.

I like this anger in you, Jesus. It shows that you are human.

You're braver than I to be born

one of these weak flesh-and-blood creatures.

That body that you wear requires nourishment.

Without food and without water you will not last.

Not here.

You lack faith.

I've been told.

And you've been weak from the very beginning.

To live without sin is to not live at all.

This life... is just an illusion.

I am powerful without all the weaknesses

that you've imposed upon yourself.

I should hurt you.

I should beat your body, crush your temple.

You want to experience pain? You want to experience suffering?

Come on, Benjamin. Come on, you can get him.

Come on.

Come on, Benjamin. Come on.

You can get him.

You okay?

You! You wanna try?

No. I am content here.

Where's your mother? Your shadow?

In the market.

I do not wish to take part in your contest.

You don't ever wish to take part in anything,

unless it's talking at the temple.

Trying to impress your elders with your so

You think you're special? Do you?

He is.

He is my kinsman.

I have no quarrel with you.

Were you looking for someone to give you a try?

I was just-- I was trying to give him a--

I see. My name is John.

Again, he is my kinsman.

If I hear any more threatening of Jesus, I will find you.

You will deal with me. Believe my words.

Come, Jesus. Let's return home.

That was you.

I've been watching you for a long time, Jesus of Nazareth.

I beheld you falling as lightning from the sky.

I held you highest in my kingdom,

but you let your pride steal your humility,

like a breath that steals the flame of a candle.

You and your servants were cast off.

I see that you're still in there.

But by being born a man, you've birthed yourself into weakness.

Have I?

I would say yes.

You will not win this contest.

If you say so.

But who am I to argue with the word of the Son of God?

Take my hand.

You do not command me.

Will you take my hand?

Why don't you just leave me?

Does this form please you more?

I can bring you so much pleasure that men enjoy.

That false form will not serve your purpose.

Since when?

Get on with your ways.

Do you know where you are?

The holy city. The temple.

Like ants below us, laboring through their day.

Why have you brought us here?

You don't know?

Are you sure you're the Son of God?

You know that I am.

Do I?

Even John the Baptist, as close as he was to God,

never claimed to be the son.

You believe this because you were told this?

I know this.

-I know.

Throw yourself down and prove it.

No mere man could survive such a fall save the Son of God.

You brought me here for this?

You refused to break your fast.

You refused physical pleasure, a human favorite, I must admit.

That would have been easier.

I like this view.

Do you?

I see many that need to be saved.

And I see many souls ripe for the taking.

Why do you concern yourself with man

I could ask the same to you.

This has nothing to do with man, does it?

This has everything to do with your vengeance towards God.

To take something beautiful that He loves, destroy it.

It's more complicated than that.

Is it?

Enough talk.

Throw yourself down!

Too much truth?

I want a weak, delusional prophet who thinks he's the Son of God

to quit his false claims.

I brought you here because you're the liar.

This is where I'm to be offended,

throw myself forth, to prove to you that I am right.

If you are what you say, He will command His angels concerning you.

They will lift you up in their arms

so that not a foot strikes on the stone below.

Jump.

Jump, I say.

Prove who you are, Jesus.

These lost sheep of yours deserve a sign.

One act of wonder will surely convince all that you are worthy.

No.

Your claims are false, because you would perish.

You are not the Son of God.

Because it is written, "Do not test the Lord our God."

And so I will not.

You will not best me.

I already did, the moment that I chose to be born.

And on this very hilltop your sting will be silenced.

Perhaps I shall throw you from here myself.

Perhaps. But not today.

Are you done?

Not quite.

I'm not the monster here, Jesus.

These men that you seek to save are just that,

with their never-ending gluttony for an entitled life,

filled with selfish pride and slothful ways,

forever lusting for what they can have now.

And their greed, their greed...

Never satisfied, always wanting more.

They defile your every word with their filthy thoughts.

God may have made them in His image, but they are not like us.

Not yet.

But I will make a new covenant with my people,

and I will put my Torah in their minds and write it upon their hearts.

You wanna learn about the hearts of men?

You're about to.

You will see how cruel and evil they can be.

I merely tempt them from time to time

to illustrate just how imperfect a creation they truly are.

They are hungry for the spirit of truth.

You fool!

Undeserving beings who threw off the cloak of God.

They destroyed the Garden of Eden, and they will destroy you.

And eventually... they destroy themselves.

But not before many are saved.

Ah. So you do admit I'm partially right.

And you too will be destroyed.

Perhaps my body, but not my spirit.

You speak of it so casually,

but until you've had your flesh stripped and peeled from around your soul,

hateful insult filling your ears,

you do not know the suffering you invite upon yourself.

You wanna know how men treat one another given the slightest provoking?

You will.

You will see evil in the hearts of sheep.

Vicious, vicious animals.

God saw everything that He made, and behold, it was good.

A lie.

A lie!

How can I be branded the teller of lies

when the truth of the matter is plain for any eyes to see?

Man is not good!

God made an imperfect creation because he gave them a choice

and that creation chose themselves,

because if self-preservation is sin, then sin is life.

That is the great mystery, Jesus.

They took choice over your shepherding.

You cannot make them love you.

I could be the way to their truth.

I take great, great satisfaction in knowing that in the end,

I will be right there.

I will be looking in your eyes

as those you wish to save slaughter you in a cruel, sadistic way.

Will I then see your glorious grace and majestic mercy in your eyes,

or will you finally admit that mankind was your greatest failure?

I will die for their failure.

Then you will get what you deserve.

God, grant me strength.

I would give them the glory that You gave me,

so that they may be one, as we are one.

So that they may be brought to complete unity.

Then the world will know that You sent me

and You love them even as You have loved me.

This is where you would have ended up

had you not died alone in the wilderness.

I am not dead, and I am never alone.

You would have been placed in this situation

by the lies and forked tongues of those precious creations.

You will be betrayed by your own.

They know not what they do.

You would have suffered 39 lashes from a Roman scourge.

Instead, on the 39th day, you will die.

Not true.

Oh, yes.

Soon the vultures will pick at your body,

but that is not all you will suffer.

I will bear the suffering.

Your compassion will only imprison you, Jesus.

Do you know what being crucified entails?

I've seen Herod's stakes along the roadside my entire life.

After they have torn apart the flesh that your mother once bathed,

they will pierce those gifted hands that once worked beauty in wood.

No more miracles will they perform.

They will bleed you like an animal,

simply because you do the greatest respect of taking too long to die.

Enough. Please.

Leave.

Too much truth?

I don't know if you weep for yourself, them or the fact that you were wrong

to place your love in these violent, sinful beings.

I will not change my path.

Your only path is to rot in the wilderness.

Father, am I wrong?

Are we wrong?

Did he show me what is to come?

Mother!

Joseph...

Is this all in vain?

I've seen love in the meek, in those who suffer.

Does one only humble themself in times of desperate need?

Why is this the way?

Why is this the way?!

Why?

Father, no. No!

No!

No!

No!

Father, why?

Why?

What a nice surprise.

What are you working on?

What am I not working on?

Right now I'm working on a table for Isaac.

-Yes.

And I think he's gonna pay us in almonds.

-That's not a bad thing. -No.

Just have so many tasks going all at once.

Are you well?

My health is fine.

But how is your head and heart?

I don't understand.

-I worry about you. -Of course you do. You're my mother.

Listen, I'm fine. All right? I've just had a lot going on all at once.

I'm trying to catch up.

It's so good to see you working with all his tools.

-Yes. -Doing his trade.

I'm not half the carpenter he was. I'm not sure I ever will be.

You're learning it well.

Joseph wa-- Joseph is so proud of you.

I miss him. His counsel was always very helpful.

And mine is not?

You know that's not what I meant. I cherish your counsel greatly.

Hm. Flattery.

Truth.

Am I well?

What is with all these questions, Mother?

Your smiles have become rare, your laughter less.

It's just that... I could be happy here.

Living simple, working in the shop, fixing things for our neighbors.

If that brings you joy, you should.

You know that's not why I was sent here.

Your kinsman John has taken to preaching the way of the one God.

Perhaps things are better left in his hands.

God has given John courage, but John invokes fear in people.

God's love is supposed to be like a warm dwelling on a cold night,

an oil lamp inside that beckons us to enter.

Many misunderstand the true Word.

You do not think others will do the same with your own words?

My words may cause debate and conversation,

but it's not about the words, it's about the action.

Do you understand, Mother?

You must soon go. The world needs you.

You knew this day would come.

I have so loved all of the days you've shared with us.

It would be selfish of me to keep such a treasured gift all to myself.

You must do what we all know is right.

They won't all accept me.

That is to be expected.

They may do things to me, hurtful things.

Whatever happens, you must allow it to pass.

I will not interfere with God's will.

God's will. God's will. God's will. God's will.

Do not die.

Not yet, anyway.

These are really good.

I'd offer you one, but I already know your pride would not allow you.

My faith, not my pride.

So you say.

Why have you returned?

Perhaps to watch you die.

If I die, there is no life for them.

Who will know?

They will say he took baptism,

wandered to the wilderness, never to be seen again.

Another wasted prophet.

On to the next chapter of life!

I am the way to life, everlasting life.

You set a poor example. You look downtrodden and broken.

If you really wanted to experience life here,

you shouldn't have put so many restrictions on yourself.

Taste life!

-I have come here with a purpose. -Oh, yes.

There must always be some grand purpose.

-I am able.

You aren't looking able.

Have you come to insult me?

I speak the truth, yet I'm still accused of lies.

Please, leave me.

You cannot escape me. I was sent here.

You came to me. This is my kingdom, not yours.

You cannot deceive me. I will not test my Lord.

You have failed.

Enough games.

Take my hand. Let me propose something to you.

You are prepared to suffer for your cause.

I find that noble, but it doesn't have to be so.

Take my hand.

If you refuse my offer, I will leave you to your own road.

I have to recognize the beauty of the creation.

Are you capable of that?

What makes you think me so incapable?

I see perfection, with the exception of man,

and he was created in the image of the Lord.

By this conclusion, the Lord Himself is imperfect and His judgment flawed.

And there's the tongue that got you cast out of the Heavenly Kingdom.

So it is.

I see what I see. What do you see?

I see a vast world where even the rocks proclaim His glory,

a wonder to behold.

Yes.

A wonder to be destroyed, should man be left to his own will.

A will that you revealed to them.

No.

I pointed out a flaw, and it was allowed to happen.

He allowed it to happen. Now they run their own course.

How it ends is God's doing.

Look to the vast kingdoms of man:

Rome, Egypt, Greece, Persia and beyond.

All that glory built by man, but still they don't give glory to their Creator.

None of these kingdoms are as glorious as the House of our Lord.

Mm-hm. I will not argue that.

Generals, princes, kings and queens have laid claim to this beauty.

Few, if any, have good room in their hearts.

Why don't you announce and reveal to them the fullness of your power?

Your way may be quicker, but it will not last as long.

These beings, they do not worry about souls.

They are worried about lost possessions:

land, gold, temples, treasures.

That's what concerns them, not everlasting life.

Well, maybe the Egyptians.

I seek to change this.

They will never give up their earthly glory.

Think what unity you could bring to all.

King of Kings!

Jesus! Jesus!

Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!

Do you not see how you could set things as they should be?

Play their vices, and they're easily controlled.

You were given free will to make choices of your own.

Do you really think that the Lord, your Father, wishes to see you suffer?

You must participate in their carnal kingdom

if you wish to bring them to heel.

They worship me because I give them what they truly want.

Yours for a season.

You wish them to worship you?

Only God is to be worshipped.

I give you all of this, and yet you refuse.

Am I not showing you kindness, like a father?

Father of lies!

Take this gift and bring your kingdom to Earth.

Away from me, Satan!

It is written, "To worship the Lord your God, serve only Him."

I had hoped, since you were living as a man,

that you could see that my way is the only way.

These beings will never worship what they cannot see.

The tale of an awaiting kingdom in Heaven will never weigh more

than accumulating a kingdom on Earth.

They feed on sin. They are sin.

I will provide the way to salvation.

Then whom will you save?

All who call upon my name and accept my yoke.

No, no, no!

You will die in the wilderness and be forgotten by God!

So with that, Jesus of Nazareth, I will leave you to die.

No!

No!

Father! Save me!

I won't go yet! I have much to do!

Father! No!

Father...

Father, I am ready!

Reveal yourself, Morningstar.

Doing the Lord's work again?

I see you've been brought into these earthly affairs.

How do you feel about that?

It does not matter what I feel. You will leave Jesus at peace.

I've done Jesus no harm, mostly.

That will come later, by others' hands.

You whisper poison into their ears.

They're wicked with or without me.

I know the hearts of these men far better than you,

having been banished here.

This is below you. Why do you pretend to care?

I do care, about loyalty.

It was I who brought the news of Jesus' coming,

and it was I who brought the news of John the Baptist before him.

A messenger.

And poor John the Baptist.

A man of great conviction.

It was that conviction that led to his downfall.

One Baptist's head on a platter.

Humorous, how women desire such peculiar gifts

and the men like Herod, who can never say no.

If it were up to me, I would've not only banished you from the Kingdom,

I would've extinguished your flame.

Well, luckily for me, you didn't get to make that choice.

Our Almighty God in His vast and never-ending wisdom

put me here instead.

Do you second-guess His judgment?

I surely do not.

It sounded like you were.

Don't play your games with me.

You've come to nourish Jesus back to health.

Oh, how cruel.

If you love him, let him die.

Let him be released from his body and sent home.

He's not cut out for this.

At least John the Baptist was unaware of what was ahead.

"A head." Bad jest.

Jesus knows what awaits him.

His choice.

You agree.

His choice.

I see.

You see what?

In you? Duty, to a flaw.

And a willingness to please.

What do you see in me?

A shadow of chaos.

I like that.

Embrace your chaos,

but know that we are the law that puts the universe in order.

But the Creator allowed one act of chaos: free will.

The law is not for all, Gabriel.

And those will be your followers, as they follow you into the lake of fire.

Now, depart and leave the Son of God to do His will.

Or what?

Others may fear you, but trust me when I say I do not.

You are not Michael. Be careful.

True strength comes from obedience and unity in serving the Lord.

Those are traits you do not possess, and that makes you weak.

I assure you I'm not weak, nor do I fear you.

Jesus is but flesh and blood,

but he is also the fountain of the Holy Spirit,

and upon his death it will flow like a raging river,

and that you will fear.

I thirst.

Time to go.

I cannot.

I must let this pass, so that salvation is possible.

You have much to do before you live these moments.

Come with me.

I do not understand.

The devil has put your mind here, but your body dies in the wilderness.

Come with me.

The wilderness...

Is this my fate? Will they do these things to me?

You do not need me to provide answers you already know.

You must bring the truth.

Are you ready?

This will not end in death.

Know that it's God's will that His son be glorified.

I have much to do.

Yes, you do.

But I am ready. Truly ready.

Your faith in God is proven. Your fast is over.

Regain your strength and return.

Glorious!

Rest, my Lord.

Rest in peace, as you once did.

I want all that come to me to feel the love that comes from being reborn.

The star has brought us here.

The King of Kings has arrived.

This gift I bring in appreciation for He that has been born.

How did we get here?

Your past will nourish your future.

Your childhood has given you all the tools.

Will you eat with me?

You need to build back your body's strength.

I don't require such means.

Mm. Mm.

That tool is like the word.

I'll become the carpenter of men,

and I will work the wood until the beauty within is revealed.

-Better.

The pangs of hunger no longer tear at my body.

My throat is no longer dry.

The pain that I feel is in my heart, the pain of all those in need,

lost children in the darkness without a light to guide them.

That soon will change.

I'm at peace with what must happen. I am no longer afraid.

Indeed.

Welcome back.

You look well.

And I have you to thank for that.

I was doing as I was instructed.

You don't think mankind is worth saving?

The Lord's Torah has been established since the beginning.

Why give laws and commandments if they're not to be followed?

Why excuse those who choose to disobey?

Why suffer for those if they cannot overcome temptation?

While they fall to their knees and weep for forgiveness

only to rise and do it again.

I've seen the same sins committed and repeated since the beginning.

Perhaps you will not understand it until you are born and live as a man.

We do not need to suffer being earthly since you chose to do that for us.

I don't wish to thirst, hunger, suffer.

I don't need such an experience. I am filled enough serving the Lord.

And so it will be for those that are saved,

and their salvation shall come through my sacrifice.

Lord, why is this needed?

I will not just speak of my love, I will show my love.

Thank you.

I stand in Your watchtower.

I feel Your grace.

You know, we could return to the Kingdom

and plead the Father for another way.

Have you ever questioned the Father?

No.

Would you sacrifice yourself

to provide a path to salvation for others?

If ordered to do so.

That is not sacrifice, that is duty.

Perhaps if I were born a man, I would think differently.

I don't know if I could obey, being born finite...

being exposed to fear.

Finding the courage to follow God in spite of the fear,

that is the path to salvation.

Believe in the Father and I, and you will never walk alone.

I will see you again when you are seated at the right hand of the Father,

and I will not sound the shofar until you return in all your glory.

Moses! Come here!

Oh, I've missed you.

You've been sent back to me.

Let's get you home.

You're home, Moses.

Now, don't you stray from your shepherd again.

That little one was lost, but now he's found.

I feared him dead. I don't know why he left.

I'm a good shepherd.

As the Lord knows.

The Lord?

Well, the sheep know the sound of my voice and follow,

except this little one.

Do you know the sound of His voice?

The Lord?

I know His laws on my heart.

And would you lay down your life for your sheep?

Uh, yes. I would.

Who are you?

I am the one shepherd, and there will be but one flock.

And I will lay down my life and take it up again.

And that is why the Father loves me, and He will love all who follow me,

for I will return the lost sheep.

Are you Jesus of Nazareth, born in Bethlehem?

I am.

The Messiah!

My father came to see you all those years ago.

The angel spoke to them, and they followed the signs in the heavens.

Please stand, child.

For many years now,

everyone has waited for your throne to be established.

The kingdom that I will establish will not be of men,

but of children like you.

Bless you, Messiah.

No, bless you, child.

Now, go tend to your flock. Peace be with you.

Jesus!

Morning.

We were concerned.

-I mean, we have faith, but-- -I understand.

Where is my kinsman John?

They have taken him.

Who?

By order of Herod.

Where have they taken him?

To Jerusalem.

He waits in prison.

His love and faith in God should be an example to all of you.

They will execute him.

The people will follow you. We can rise up against Herod.

That is not the way.

I am the way to truth and everlasting life.

And I will lay myself down as an offering for sin.

And the Kingdom awaits for all those that believe.

Do you wish to believe?

Do you?

Do you?

Do you?

Repent, for the Kingdom of Heaven is at hand.

Love one another.

Love me.

Love Him.