Mark 14:12-21

Jesus likely made prior arrangements to celebrate the Passover meal with His disciples (Mark 14:13-15).  I wonder how hard that was for Him.  Not only was He preparing for His last Passover meal, but He was preparing for the last meal that He would share with His disciples before His death. 

And he was preparing to break bread with the one who would betray Him.

Did He feel a sense of loneliness in these hours reclining around the table, even though He was surrounded by the Twelve?  Did every laugh and every smile seem bittersweet? 

No one else in that room comprehended the full extent of what He would suffer, nor did Jesus’ repeated warnings of His imminent death seem to register with them.  Everything would change in the next 24 hours.  He knew that better than anyone else.  Was He preoccupied at times that evening?  Or was He determined to be fully present at every moment?

And how much did His heart ache over Judas? 

What mercy and grace extended in intimate fellowship to the one who would throw it away for thirty pieces of silver.

And how that must have grieved Jesus.

He was resolutely going to the cross, but “woe to that man who betrays the Son of Man.” (Mark 14:21)

This was more than the pain of betrayal, for Jesus knew what awaited Judas.  And His own suffering was meant to save Judas from it.

That kind of love is beyond my comprehension. 

And yet it is my salvation.

For if, when we were God’s enemies, we were reconciled to him through the death of his Son, how much more, having been reconciled, shall we be saved through his life!  (Romans 5:10)

It is only through the power of the cross that enemies of God could become His friends.

Praise His mighty name.