The Last Supper

While they were eating, Jesus took bread, gave thanks and broke it, and gave it to his disciples, saying, "Take it; this is my body." Then he took the cup, gave thanks and offered it to them, and they all drank from it. "This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many," he said to them.

Mark 14:22-24

Jesus and his disciples were in Jerusalem for the week of Passover. Crowds were everywhere. The Passover was celebrated as a reminder of Israel’s escape from Egypt where the Jews were enslaved. In Exodus the blood of the Passover lamb was painted on the door frames causing the Angel of Death to pass over their houses sparing the firstborn sons.

The disciples did not understand the importance of this last meal with Jesus. The Passover Lamb of God was among them, the final and ultimate sacrifice. His perfect blood would be spilt just like the spotless lambs that came before him.

Jesus explained that the bread symbolized his body, broken for them. He talked about his blood, poured out for many.

As we think on this moment with Jesus, let’s consider what it would have felt like to have been in that very room. Jesus communicates to them that he is only to be with them a little longer. He tells them that they cannot go where he is going.

Let’s put ourselves in Peter’s place. Peter asked, "Lord, why can't I follow you now? I will lay down my life for you." Then Jesus answered, "Will you really lay down your life for me? I tell you the truth, before the rooster crows, you will disown me three times! (John 13:37-38).

Peter denied knowing the Lord. How many times do I disown Him in my daily life?

Do I live daily as one who is being saved? Do my words and actions represent who Jesus is in my life? Or does my face blend into the crowd like those who do not know him?

Jesus, thank You for being the Passover Lamb. The sin and death that was mine is now exchanged for freedom and eternal life. Thank You for sparing even me. Help me to see others through Your blood as well. 

Julie Smith