Saw the Passion today. No words can describe it. I didn't like it. Didn't hate it. It was something I felt I needed to watch. And I do think people should watch it, but I doubt I'll ever watch it again. It just goes for your gut. You really start to understand what it meant to lay your life down for a friend. I always thought to myself that I wouldn't be like Peter. I would have been with Jesus the entire time. Fuck that. I would have pussed out too. No one can /willingly/ volunteer for the kind of torture and abuse he went through. It just boggles my mind. Fucking crazy shit. I'm sure I'll keep this one with me for a while. And the lessons learned will most likely be a long time in coming. It's just so much to take in at one time.