John…on Love

As we read the next passage of John’s story of God in Jesus, we are reminded of our three kids who used to have “committee meetings” in their rooms or in the yard to decide who was going to be the one who asked we, their parents, a monumental question of the day, like can we go here or there, or have a snack or have money for ice cream, or go on vacation, etc. You know what I mean if you had or now have kids. Usually the younger one was sent as the spokes person. If the answer was a negative one, then the one sent usually got the flack for relying the response.

The question to be asked at the last Passover meal Jesus will share with his disciples is more than monumental, it is a matter of life or death. It is a matter of “who is it” that will betray the Son of God on his way to the cross for our sins.

Another random thought…A prophet becomes known and respected only if what he says comes to fruition. Scripture is fulfilled. Right before their eyes. And even the disciples do not realize it until after the Cross. “I’m telling you all this ahead of time so that when it happens you will believe that I am who I say I am.”

The betrayer is made known to the the one who was given the task to ask. How did John feel to see the act happen right in front of him?

Scripture is fulfilled.

John 13, The Message
The One Who Ate Bread at My Table
18-20 “I’m not including all of you in this. I know precisely whom I’ve selected, so as not to interfere with the fulfillment of this Scripture:

The one who ate bread at my table
Turned on his heel against me.
“I’m telling you all this ahead of time so that when it happens you will believe that I am who I say I am. Make sure you get this right: Receiving someone I send is the same as receiving me, just as receiving me is the same as receiving the One who sent me.”

21 After he said these things, Jesus became visibly upset, and then he told them why. “One of you is going to betray me.”

22-25 The disciples looked around at one another, wondering who on earth he was talking about. One of the disciples, the one Jesus loved dearly, was reclining against him, his head on his shoulder. Peter motioned to him to ask who Jesus might be talking about. So, being the closest, he said, “Master, who?”

26-27 Jesus said, “The one to whom I give this crust of bread after I’ve dipped it.” Then he dipped the crust and gave it to Judas, son of Simon the Iscariot. As soon as the bread was in his hand, Satan entered him.

“What you must do,” said Jesus, “do. Do it and get it over with.”

28-29 No one around the supper table knew why he said this to him. Some thought that since Judas was their treasurer, Jesus was telling him to buy what they needed for the Feast, or that he should give something to the poor.

30 Judas, with the piece of bread, left. It was night.

Jesus, the Bread of Life, that Judas could not swallow.

I AM the bread of life

Question we must ask ourselves today: Is it me? Am I the one who betrays what You say with how I live my life, relying on my own thoughts and actions? How many coins of this world am I bargaining for in betrayal of the One I say I love with all my heart, mind and soul? Cleanse me, Lord of all that offends You. Help me to follow the path laid out for me.
In Jesus Name, Amen.

About randscallawayffm

Randy and Susan co founded Finding Focus Ministries in 2006. Their goal as former full time pastors, is to serve and provide spiritual encouragement and focus to those on the "front lines" of ministry. Extensive experience being on both sides of ministry, paid and volunteer, on the mission fields of other countries as well as the United States, helps them bring a different perspective to those who need it most. Need a lift? Call us 260 229 2276.
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