The disciples left, went into the city and found things just as Jesus had told them. So they prepared the Passover.
The Last Supper . . .
The last meal Jesus will ever share in earthly form with His disciples. His closest friends.
And, the enemy He knows is about to betray Him.
The beginning of the end. Here. In this upper room. At Passover.
A holy meal of remembrance for the Jews. When the blood of the unblemished lamb, smeared onto their door lentils, spares the lives of the firstborn. Defeats the angel of death.
Delivers God's chosen people from Pharaoh's ruthless grip.
Remember . . .
The bread. Lifted up. Blessed. Broken.
"This is my body . . ."
The cup of wine. Lifted up. Blessed. Poured.
"This is my blood . . ."
And, the Passover is transformed.
A new commandment is given.
"Do this in remembrance of me."
The lamb. Innocent. Pure. Holy.
Sacrificed. On a cross. Dying for the sins of many.
Body broken. Blood poured.
The death which forgives. Redeems. Raises up.
His death defeats death.
And, we are delivered, once and for all, from its grip.
Will you be attending a Maundy Thursday service today in remembrance of Jesus?
Will you pray with me?
May we faithfully and with thanksgiving, Father, remember our Lord Jesus in the breaking of the bread and the sharing of the cup. In communion, we are made one body in Him and He in us. May this union infuse us with His love that we might love others. Amen.
Psalms 102 or 142, 143
1 Corinthians 10:14-17; 11:27-32