The big four and I are participating in our church’s first Passion play, titled, “Who Can He Be?”
I am playing a mocker.
Yup.  A mocker.  I shout mean things at Jesus, and confront Peter at the fire outside the late night trial with Caiphas.
Tabitha was a bit concerned for me when she learned what I was going to be doing.  She suggested that I cross my fingers when I say my mean words and then pray afterward and tell God that I didn’t mean it.
I assured her that God understands.