Resurrecting Judas : Episode (1 -6 )
RESURRECTING JUDAS EPISODE 1
By R.A. MICHAELS
ISBN: 979-8-9922602-4-3
FADE IN:
OPENING SHOT:
The camera pans across the neon-blue skies, revealing the Heavenly Palace, a radiant citadel floating above the cosmos. The dazzling stars—white, yellow, and red—create a symphony of light. The exterior glimmers with carvings of angelic beings, and the translucent gold roads shimmer in the ethereal glow.
Music: A heavenly melody of praise, blending violins, harps, and choir voices, fills the air.
1. EXT. HEAVENLY PALACE – DAY
The camera ascends the golden steps, past the Eternal Waterfalls, and focuses on the Ruby Gate of Purity. Angels of various orders stand guard, their armor gleaming under the celestial light.
2. INT. HEAVENLY PALACE – CONTINUOUS
Twelve towering Archangels stand at attention, their black and gold battle armor glowing faintly. Behind them, Thrones in their brown and gold armor circle the skies above the Palace, creating an impenetrable shield. The Dominions, Virtues, Powers, and Principalities hover below in orderly ranks.
3. INT. HEAVENLY PALACE – HOLIES OF HOLIES – THRONE CHAMBER
The vaulted ceilings sparkle with diamonds and emeralds, casting prisms of light over the semi-circular pews. The throne of the Almighty, majestic and suspended in mid-air, radiates a blinding glow. On either side, the Holy Spirit fire burns on the left, and the God-Son stands on the right, His presence emanating peace and authority. Cherubim and Seraphim fill the chamber, their sapphire eyes glowing. The Elders, Prophets, Kings, and Saints sit reverently in their designated places. The chamber falls silent as the Almighty’s voice echoes, resonant and commanding.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH
(voice echoing)
Welcome back, my children, from all corners of Heaven.
The Elders and Prophets bow their heads. The camera focuses on the radiant glow spreading from the throne, touching every being in the chamber.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH (CONT’D)
The time has come to address the growing evil on earth. Samael Lucifer and his Fallen Ones have spread sin and darkness among mankind.
(beat)
Shall we condemn the earth again, as in the days of Noah? What do you say, my faithful witnesses?
The camera sweeps across the inner chamber, where the Elders, Prophets, and Saints sit in solemn reverence. Each face is illuminated by the radiant glow emanating from the throne. The Almighty listens as the faithful recount their earthly journeys. The air is filled with a profound stillness, broken only by the sound of their voices.
AVRAHAM
(stepping forward, bowing deeply)
El Shaddai, I was willing to sacrifice my only son to You, to show my faith and to lead all men to worship You with utter devotion.
Avraham looks toward the assembly with a gentle, resolute expression.
FLASHBACK:
4. EXT. MOUNT MORIAH – EARLY MORNING
The sun peeks over the horizon, casting a golden glow on the barren landscape. Avraham, his face weathered with age but resolute, leads his young son, YITZHAK, up the steep incline. Yitzhak carries the bundle of wood for the offering. Avraham holds a knife and a clay pot containing smoldering embers. His steps are steady but heavy, his heart silently wrestling with what lies ahead.
YITZHAK
Father, the fire and the wood are here, but where is the lamb for the burnt offering?
Avraham stops briefly, his hand trembling as he adjusts the wood on Yitzhak’s back. He looks at his son with a mixture of love and sorrow.
AVRAHAM
God Himself will provide the lamb for the burnt offering, my son.
YITZHAK nods, trusting his father’s faith. They continue their ascent. The mountaintop looms ahead, stark and solitary. When they reach the summit, Avraham sets down the embers and begins building an altar from stones scattered nearby. YITZHAK watches silently, sensing the weight in his father’s demeanor.
Avraham arranges the wood meticulously, his movements deliberate. He turns to YITZHAK , his voice steady but choked with emotion.
AVRAHAM
Come, my son.
YITZHAK approaches, his eyes widening as the realization dawns. Yet, he does not resist. Avraham gently binds YITZHAK ’s hands and feet with strips of cloth, his tears mingling with the dust of the earth.
YITZHAK
(softly)
Father?
AVRAHAM
(His voice breaking)
The Lord is my shepherd, my rock, my deliverer. Trust in Him, as I do.
He lays YITZHAK on the altar, the boy’s trust unwavering despite the fear flickering in his eyes. Avraham lifts the knife, his hand trembling as he holds it high above his son.
In the silence, the sound of the wind whispers through the trees. A VOICE, firm yet compassionate, echoes from the heavens.
VOICE OF YAHWEH (V.O)
Avraham , Avraham !
Avraham freezes, the knife poised in mid-air. He looks upward, tears streaming down his face.
AVRAHAM
Here I am, Lord!
VOICE OF YAWEH
Do not lay a hand on the boy. Do not harm him. Now I know that you fear God, because you have not withheld your son, your only son, from Me.
Avraham collapses to his knees, the knife falling from his grasp. He weeps in relief, his hands covering his face. Then, a sound—gentle rustling in the thicket nearby. Avraham looks up, his gaze locking on a ram caught by its horns.
Overcome with emotion, Avraham rises, unties YITZHAK , and embraces him tightly. Together, they walk to the thicket. Avraham untangles the ram and brings it to the altar.
The flames crackle as the offering ascends to the heavens. Avraham lifts his hands in praise, his voice strong and unwavering.
AVRAHAM
The Lord will provide. On this mountain, it shall be said: The Lord will provide.
YITZHAK watches his father with awe, his own faith deepening. The two stand together, silhouetted against the blazing altar, as the sun rises higher, bathing them in light.
FADE TO:
5. INT. HEAVENLY PALACE – HOLIES OF HOLIES – THRONE CHAMBER
AVRAHAM (CONT’D)
It always boils down to faith.
Yitzhak rises next, his voice calm yet filled with strength.
YITZHAK
Adonai, I was a willing lamb of sacrifice. I raised my son, Yaakov, to walk in Your ways. He, in turn, led the twelve tribes of Israel to follow You.
The chamber echoes with murmurs of approval. The camera moves to Noah, his expression solemn yet determined.
NOAH
El Shaddai, I warned the people of the consequences of sin and wickedness. Methuselah and I called them to repentance.
Noah pauses, his voice heavy with grief.
FLASHBACK TO NOAH’S WARNING:
6. INT. OPEN FIELD – DAY
The sun beats down on a bustling village. People go about their lives—laughing, bartering, and building homes. In the distance, a massive wooden structure towers above them. It is Noah’s ark, half-finished but already enormous. Noah, a man with a long gray beard and piercing eyes, stands on a raised platform, his voice strong and resolute. Behind him, his sons hammer away at the ark.
NOAH
Hear me, people of the earth! The Lord has spoken! A great flood will come upon the land, and all who are not in His protection will perish.
The crowd pauses briefly, their attention captured. Then, murmurs ripple through the group, followed by laughter. One man steps forward, a smug grin on his face.
MAN
A flood, Noah? Here? There isn’t a cloud in the sky!
The crowd erupts into laughter. Women clutch their sides, children mimic the man’s mocking tone, and others shake their heads dismissively.
WOMAN
How many years have you been building this ark, Noah? And still no rain?
ANOTHER MAN
Why don’t you use that wood for something useful, like a new tavern?
Noah remains undeterred. He steps forward, raising his hands to quiet them. The laughter subsides slightly, but the mockery in their eyes remains.
NOAH
You scoff now, but the day is coming when the skies will open, and the fountains of the deep will burst forth. You will seek shelter, but it will be too late. Repent, and turn to the Lord!
The people jeer louder. Someone throws a piece of bread at Noah, hitting his chest. He doesn’t flinch, his gaze piercing the crowd.
NOAH (CONT’D)
(voice softening)
I speak not from my own heart, but from His command. I plead with you—for your sake, not mine.
A young boy tugs at his mother’s sleeve, looking up at her with innocent curiosity.
BOY
Mama, what if he’s right?
MOTHER
(sternly)
Hush, child. The man is mad.
The mother pulls the boy away as the crowd disperses, laughing and shaking their heads. Noah watches them leave, sorrow etched into his face. His sons pause their work, waiting for his command.
Noah exhales deeply, turning back to the ark. He places a hand on its rough surface and closes his eyes.
NOAH
(softly, to himself)
Lord, their hearts are hardened. Still, I will Obey.
The sound of hammers striking wood resumes as NOAH and his sons return to their labor. The ark stands as a lone beacon of hope against a backdrop of disbelief.
FADE OUT FLASHBACK – TO PRESENT
7.INT. HEAVENLY PALACE – HOLIES OF HOLIES – THRONE CHAMBER
NOAH (CONT’D)
But they would not change until the great flood covered the earth. Mankind seems to have a very short memory.
Obadiah steps forward, his face stern but his eyes reflective.
OBADIAH
Adonai, Your judgment over Edom was declared, and prophecies warned of their annihilation. Yet men ignored the warnings, failing to persevere when trials came.
Obadiah glances toward the throne, his voice softening.
8.FLASHBACK SEQUENCE: EXT. ANCIENT CITY – DAY
OBADIAH preaches in a bustling marketplace. The crowd ignores him, merchants shouting louder to drown him out.
OBADIAH (V.O.)
(cont’d)
Their hearts were hardened. Even as
fire rained down upon their cities,
they refused to turn from their
sins.
BACK TO PRESENT:
OBADIAH (CONT’D)
Something more must be imparted to men—something to strengthen their hearts and willpower.
Moshe stands, his staff appearing in his hand as if by divine will. His voice carries the authority of a leader.
MOSHE
Jehovah Jireh, Aharon and I led Your people out of Egypt, witnessed Your miracles, and received Your commandments.
9. FLASHBACK: EXT. RED SEA – DAY
The sea splits dramatically, towering walls of water on either side. Moshe stands resolute, staff raised high as the Israelites rush through the dry path in awe and terror.
BACK TO COUNCIL:
Moshe lowers his gaze, pain flickering in his eyes.
MOSHE (CONT’D)
Yet, many still turned to false gods. Even with manna from Heaven, their courage failed.
YEZCHEQEL steps forward, his voice carrying the weight of revelation.
YEZCHEQEL
Adonai, I saw visions of the dry bones, prophesied restoration, and declared Your power.
10. FLASHBACK: EXT. VALLEY OF DRY BONES – TWILIGHT
Yezcheqel stands alone in a desolate valley. Bones scatter across the ground. As he speaks, the bones rattle and assemble, sinews forming, flesh knitting together, and an army of restored men rising before him.
YEZCHEQEL (V.O.)
Yet, many doubted, choosing despair over hope.
BACK TO COUNCIL:
ELIYAHU takes a step forward, his voice passionate and unwavering.
ELIYAHU
I called fire from Heaven, proving You are the one true God.
11. FLASHBACK: EXT. MOUNT CARMEL – DAY
Eliyahu stands boldly before an altar drenched in water. He lifts his hands to the sky, and fire descends, consuming the offering. The onlookers gasp, some falling to their knees, others turning away in denial.
ELIYAHU (V.O.)
But even then, some hardened their hearts.
BACK TO COUNCIL:
Elisha steps forward, his voice gentle but resolute.
ELISHA
I multiplied oil for the widow, healed the sick, and brought the dead to life.
12. FLASHBACK: INT. WIDOW’S HOME – DAY
Elisha prays for the widow, and the oil in her vat overflows miraculously, filling vessel after vessel as the widow and her son watch in astonishment.
ELISHA (V.O.)
Still, men sought after earthly treasures, forgetting the eternal.
BACK TO COUNCIL
The prophets exchange somber glances, each burdened by the weight of humanity’s struggles. The THRONE glows brighter, a sign that their pleas have been heard.
The testimonies grow louder as the Elders, Prophets, and Saints share their experiences. The atmosphere grows tense with the weight of their words.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH
(raising His hand, silencing the chamber)
I have heard your accounts, My faithful servants.
The camera focuses on the Almighty’s radiant throne, His voice resonating with both sorrow and hope.
A radiant chamber filled with an otherworldly glow. Prophets, Elders, Saints, and Kings stand in awe before a magnificent throne shrouded in divine light. The GOD-SON sits to the right of the throne, his face radiant yet unreadable.
David steps forward, his voice deep and resonant.
DAVID
Jehovah Rohi, You are the greatest provider, merciful and loving. The earth is Yours and the fullness thereof, from everlasting to everlasting.
David glances around, his expression heavy with concern.
DAVID (CONT’D)
I wrote many songs of praise so that humans might worship You.
They love You, but their strength fails in times of tribulation. May Your will be done on earth, according to Your Word.
JONAH takes a step forward, his face lined with humility.
JONAH
El Elyon, You went to great lengths to bring me to Nineveh—even in the belly of a whale—because the task You gave me was impossible for man. Yet, through Your power, the people heard Your words and returned to You.
Jonah bows his head, his voice softening.
JONAH (CONT’D)
Erkamka na Adonai.
MALACHI steps forward, his tone firm but filled with sorrow.
MALACHI
During the rebuilding of Jerusalem, people stopped believing in Your love. Though I delivered six messages to Your covenant people, their hearts hardened, and they returned to their old ways.
The room grows silent. Almighty Yahweh’s voice fills the chamber, shaking the walls.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH
Yisrael is the model nation I established upon Zion, the city of light. They are to lead others to believe in Me and worship Me faithfully.
The light from the throne flares brighter.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH (CONT’D)
Yet humans fail. When they suffer, they falter. When they prosper, they forget Me. Some become wicked, living in darkness.
ADAM steps forward, his voice steady but burdened.
ADAM
El Elyon, Samael Lucifer tricked me, Your first human creation, in the Garden of Eden, bringing sin into the world.
Adam pauses, his gaze meeting the throne.
ADAM (CONT’D)
But through the sacrifice of another holy creation, sin may be erased. A holy lamb must shed its blood to draw men closer to You.
The assembly murmurs. Prophets and Elders exchange glances, nodding in agreement.
ASSEMBLY
Yes and Amen.
Almighty Yahweh leans forward, His voice calm but resolute.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH
There is only one who can bear the sins of the world. His blood alone can secure My Spirit upon men. I must send My beloved Son to save mankind.
The chamber fills with soft gasps and murmurs. All eyes turn to the GOD-SON. He sits still, hands clasped, his gaze fixed on the throne. ARCHANGEL GABRIEL descends, kneeling before the throne, his wings fully spread.
GABRIEL
Jehovah Adonai, the humans are cruel. They crucify criminals and false Messiahs on open roads, sometimes hanging them upside down for days. They are desperate for their Savior but slow to believe. I fear they may not accept Your Son.
ARCHANGEL MICHAEL descends, kneeling beside Gabriel.
MICHAEL
El Shaddai, giving up Your Son is not without danger. Samael Lucifer will raise evil forces against Him. The people may reject Him and crucify Him before His mission is complete.
ARCHANGEL URIEL steps forward, his tone grave.
URIEL
Adonai, the crucifixion of the God-Son would require Him to endure unimaginable pain, relying on His human strength alone. The Romans are brutal, and their methods of torture are beyond comprehension.
The chamber falls silent. Almighty Jehovah closes His eyes, contemplating. After a moment, He opens them, His gaze sweeping the assembly.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH
My Son will bear this burden. Only through His sacrifice can mankind be saved.
The assembly bows deeply, their voices united.
ASSEMBLY
Yes and Amen.
The GOD-SON rises, His luminous face serene. He steps forward, ready to fulfill His destiny.
The God-Son rises from his seat, floating gently in the air, with no wings like the angels. He towers over eight feet tall, his sturdy frame glowing with a soft, radiant light. His face is luminous, long and serene, with eyes like distant stars. His hair, wavy and white as snow, falls gracefully around his shoulders.
The God-Son turns to face his father. His voice is calm and steady.
GOD-SON
Father, I submit to your will. I am ready to be the lamb, the sacrifice for mankind. I am prepared to fulfill the words of the prophet Yeshayahu. From everlasting to everlasting, may your kingdom reign.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH
(smiling)
Thank you, my son. I have full confidence in you.
Almighty Yahweh’s face glows brighter as he addresses the assembly.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH (CONT’D)
Now, let us offer this final act of mercy to humanity. Find a young maiden in Israel who will be the earthly mother of my son.
The elders, prophets, saints, and kings begin murmuring softly, nodding to one another. Suddenly, a powerful cherub named Jophiel steps forward, his presence commanding yet humble.
JOPHIEL
Almighty one, have you considered Miryam? She is back on the mountain in Nazareth, singing praises to you again. Look.
Jophiel waves his right hand gently. A shimmering doorway of light appears, revealing the image of a rugged mountain. A young girl, sixteen years, comes into view.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH
(softly)
Yes. There is none whose love and worship are purer than MIRYAM’S.
CUT TO:
13. EXT. MOUNT KEDUMIM – DAY
The southern edge of Nazareth rises into the sky, where Mount Kedumim stretches a thousand feet above the sprawling Jezreel Valley. Sunlight bathes the rugged steps carved into the mountain’s steep sides, each one worn smooth by centuries of use.
The slopes of the mountain are alive with color. Bright coleus, golden pothos, and flamingo plants mingle with coriander, periwinkle, and wildflowers. Elephant bushes, lilacs, and oleander shrubs grow in clusters, swaying gently in the breeze. In the warmth of summer, the mountain is a vibrant tapestry of life.
14. EXT. MOUNT KEDUMIM – SUMMIT – DAY
Miryam, slender with olive-toned skin, light brown eyes, wears a white tunic, brown mantle, and gold jewelry. Her anklets softly chime as she walks.
She reaches the peak, her sandals dusty from the climb. The view spreads out endlessly before her.
Below, Nazareth’s small village settlements sprawl across the land, their mud brick and stone houses clustered together.
The valleys between the villages are lush, filled with pine, rubber, avocado, and olive trees. Citrus groves and orchards stretch out in neat rows, and farmers herd livestock along dirt paths. Partridges and desert larks flit through the air, their songs carried by the wind.
To the east, the outline of mount tabor rises against the horizon. Beyond it, the sea of galilee shimmers faintly in the distance. Farther away, the cedars of Phoenicia stand like sentinels on the edge of the world.
Miryam stands still, taking it all in. Her favorite time to come here is now—just before noon, when the mountain is quiet and peaceful.
FADE TO:
15. INT. HEAVENLY PALACE – HOLIES OF HOLIES – THRONE CHAMBER
The assembly falls silent, captivated by the sight. The faint, celestial melody of Miryam’s voice reaches the chamber, delicate and haunting. She stands atop mount Kedumim, her arms raised as she sings a song of devotion.
The scene holds still for a moment, the heavenly beings watching in awe, the soft melody filling the chamber with peace.
ALMIGHTY YAHWEH
(quietly)
It is decided.
The assembly bows their heads in reverence, and the light from the doorway slowly fades, leaving the image of Miryam etched in their minds.
CUT TO:
16. EXT. MOUNT KEDUMIM – SUMMIT – DAY
Miryam carries a small bundle, the day’s errands completed. Earlier that morning, she exchanged a ram for millet, olive oil, linen, and yarn at the bustling souq. Now, with her duties done, she climbs to this spot—a place she considers her own.
Miryam sets down her bundle, tilts her face to the sun, and closes her eyes. She begins to hum a melody, softly.
It rises with the breeze, merging with the rustling leaves and birdsong around her.
She opens her eyes and looks out again, the vast landscape. Alone at the summit, her voice begins to sing, carrying her devotion toward Almighty Yahweh.
MIRYAM
(singing softly)
My heart rejoices in your name. You fill the earth with beauty. You fill my soul with light.
MIRYAM’S LOVE SONG TO GOD:
You u fill my heart with joy every day, El Elyon
As the light of your face shines on me
I will sing the praises of your name, o Lord Most High
El Shaddai, how majestic is your name in all the earth
O may the words of your daughter of Zion
Rise up to your throne in heaven
Adonai, you are worthy to be praised
God Most High, King of Kings, my Protector
You fill me with joy in your presence
My whole heart is glad and my tongue rejoices
Without you, I have nothing and am nothing
May my songs to you be ever pleasing to your ears
My heart’s desire is to love you forevermore
My beloved, Adonai Ahuvi, Ahavuti, Alef v Tav
17. EXT. MOUNT KEDUMIM – EVENING
Miryam places her small tambourine back into her bag. The sun dips low, painting the sky in hues of gold and crimson. She wraps the remains of her bread and roasted lamb carefully in the leaves and tucks them away.
With a final glance at the breathtaking view, she begins her descent.
As she walks down the rugged steps, three glowing orbs—blue and white, like misty clouds—hover ten cubits above her. They move with her, circling gently, as though guarding her.
Miryam gazes upward, her heart calm and filled with joy.