Jesus was about to be arrested and He knew it was going to happen. He knew who had betrayed Him and knew the terrible persecution He was about to face. Jesus predicted His death several times to His disciples.
In Luke 18:31 Jesus took the twelve aside and told them, “We are going up to Jerusalem, and everything that is written by the prophets about the Son of Man will be fulfilled.”
They didn’t understand. When John, Peter and James followed Jesus to the Mount of Olives, He said to them, “Pray that you will not fall into temptation.“ (Luke 22:40) He then went a little further from them to pray.
Jesus agonized in prayer. He cried out to the Father, “Abba.” He knew what was about to happen and prayed to be released, yet also prayed that God’s will be done.
As He prayed for Himself, He also prayed for you and me. The 17th chapter of John is a beautiful appeal to the Father on behalf of all who believed, not just those of that generation, but for all of us to come.
The three disciples, still unaware of the gravity of what was about to happen, fell asleep.
How could anything really terrible happen to their Lord? Had they not seen the amazing miracles He had done? Lazarus brought back to life, the storm obeying His commands, the multiplying of a tiny lunch to feed thousands . . .
They simply had not understood they were about to enter into a new reality.
Jesus returned to find them still sleeping.
“Enough! The hour has come. Look, the Son of Man is delivered into the hands of sinners. Rise! Let us go! Here comes my betrayer.” Mark 14:41-42
Judas approached the Master, and as the chief priests, teachers of law, a number of soldiers crowded round, he KISSED HIM. This was the signal to the others to arrest Jesus.
Suddenly Peter drew a sword, striking one of the soldiers, cutting off his ear. Jesus rebuked them all, placed His hands to the wound and restored the ear. In the chaos, the ones with Jesus deserted Him and fled.
Jesus was taken to the high priest and all the other religious authorities, even though it was the dark of night. The religious leaders feared an arrest in daylight would stir up His followers to riot. Now Jesus stood alone to face His accusers.
I cannot imagine that night without shivering. How could no one have been there for my Lord?
Would I have been brave enough to
stand and support Him?
The priests and teachers were afraid of Him and His popularity. They were jealous and concerned the people would choose Jesus over them. Their true motives were selfish ones.
Jesus did not defend Himself. He did not resist arrest. He was doing the will of the Father. Though no one understood, Jesus followed God’s plan to save mankind.
Now we know.
Now we understand the importance of the
In 1941, Easter Sunday dawn bright and sunny on the 13th of April, which happens to be my birthday. My first childhood memory of Easter is not Easter baskets, or bunnies, it is my father waking me while it was still dark and my mom getting me dressed in the kitchen to keep from waking my baby brothers still sleeping in the bedroom we shared. Then off to the town’s high school stadium, where all the local churches joined together for an Easter Sunrise Service. I was too young to understand, to really grasp the meaning of what we were celebrating.
That was then; a beautiful memory. I am now in the senior season of my life.
Now I know! I shout with joy; and my heart is filled with praise and gratitude for the Gift given to me, to you, and to all who would come to understand. Jesus, I thank you!
Jesus knew His betrayer. He knows us too.
Aren’t we grateful for how our Jesus knows us and we can know Him too?
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