Judas: The Traitor

Sometimes it takes only the mention of a name for us to see a picture in our mind. The name “Einstein” conjures up the mental picture of an intellectual giant. The name “Benedict Arnold” translates to a traitor, one who would sell out his own country to the enemy. If I were to call someone a “Solomon,” many would perceive that person to be one of considerable wisdom. When I was an 18-year-old high school graduate, I spent my first summer working at Swift & Co., or “the Packing House,” as my father called it. Most of that summer I cleaned out refrigerator cars that had returned from delivering tons of beef to every state in the union. Continue reading “Judas: The Traitor”