You believe in what you hear said. Believe in the unsaid, for the silence of men is nearer the truth than their words.
You ask if Jesus could have escaped His shameful death and saved His followers from persecution.
I answer: He could indeed have escaped had He chosen, but He did not seek safety nor was He mindful of protecting His flock from wolves of the night.
He knew His fate and the morrow of His constant lovers. He foretold and prophesied what should befall every one of us. He sought not His death; but He accepted death as a husbandman shrouding his corn with earth, accepts the winter, and then awaits the spring and harvest; and as a builder lays the largest stone in the foundation.
We were men of Galilee and from the slopes of Lebanon. Our Master could have led us back to our country, to live with His youth in our gardens until old age should come and whisper us back into the years.
Was anything barring His path back to the temples of our villages where others were reading the prophets and then disclosing their hearts?
Could He not have said, “Now I go east with the west wind,” and so saying dismiss us with a smile upon His lips?
Aye, He could have said: “Go back to your kin. The world is not ready for me. I shall return a thousand years hence. Teach your children to await my return.”
He could have done this had He so chosen.