Part 3

Part 3-After Death and Legacy

The years that Jesus and I spent together were wonderful, but alas, they were numbered and the end came very quickly. The last time I saw Jesus was in the great Jerusalem Market Place, curing a boy of his ailments. It was then that Jesus told me that his Father had a task for him, a task that would soon take him away from me for a long time. Not knowing the intensity of the mission put before him, I wished Jesus a brief farewell, expecting to see him later that night at our lodgings; the next time I saw him he was on the cross. It is a life changing experience, seeing a loved one go through so much pain and so much agony, but I knew it must be for a reason.

He stayed there for 3 whole hours before they took him down and buried him. I didn't think that he would ever grace my presence, but nevertheless, when I went to visit his tomb one day, I found it broken open and him in front of e. I knew then the truth behind his existence. He was not only my lover, but the lover of every man, woman, and child on earth.

Part 2

Part 2-My life with Jesus

After many years of celebration, what modern adolescents would call "partying," I found myself bored and becoming increasingly exuberant during town festivals. Luckily though, during on such festival, I heard a voice, peaceful and calm, cutting through the ruckus of the crowd and when I followed it, I found a preacher. I knew from the start that this preacher wasn't the same as the others; he preached about a world of love, repentance, and acceptance. While I was under the influence of some new Gaulic wine, this message stuck in my head, and I found myself listening to the same man a few days later when he preached to a larger group in my town square. At the end of his speech, he decided to talk to me directly and asked me to submit myself to the Father. Feeling suddenly very humble, I repented and thus found my true calling. I began working in conjunction with this man, named Jesus, by giving him funds to travel across Mediterranean and spread his message. Eventually, Jesus and I feel into a slightly-more-than-friendly relationship, but not in the sexual connotation of the term. Jesus is my partner, in life and in death.

The Truth Behind The Life, PT.1

Many speculate of my life and my life where it concerns Jesus, as some believe I was a prostitute and other extremists believe I carried on Jesus' bloodline. Quite frankly, the truth behind these speculations and accusations is very personal; however, I am tired of being portrayed in the wrong light to new believers around the world. Thus, I write this three part series to ensure that others know the truth behind me and my life. Without any further adue...

Part 1-Early Life

As a child, I grew up experiencing the limitless advantages of wealth in the ancient world. For example, at the age of 8, I would travel to the market everyday accompanied by my two large, Egyptian bodyguards, who would hep "advance" me to the front of every line and every crowd. When I would go home at night, I would always be pleasantly surprised with some kind of new exotic food, whether it be shellfish and grapes fro the Adriatic coast or Snails from France, a personal favorite. By the time I had my first bleeding, I was blooming into a beautiful young woman, causing my father to receive many offers of proposal. Nevertheless, a change was coming and his name Jesus.