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Jesus Knew

 

Did Jesus treat Judas any different
At the last meal they planned to share?
No, Jesus knew of his friend's betrayal...
Yet still treated him with loving care.
 
Have you wondered how we'd react
If faced with such deception?
Could we be as kind as Jesus?
Or is Jesus seen as the exception?
 
 Jesus walked into that upper room
Knowing all that would take place...
Jesus knew, yet that look of love,
Was never wiped off of His face.
 
He knew He had been sold out 
 For a handful of silver coins...
Yet He never once protested 
When his traitor sits and joins
 
Him and the other disciples  
 For this Passover celebration.
Yes, Jesus knew, but He would not
Voice out one accusation.
 
Instead, He sat and washed the feet
Of he who stabbed Him in the back...
I still wonder if I were Judas
How would the likes of me react?
 
Yet, in that room, just hours before
Jesus took His final breath...
He prayed for Judas, blessed the man
Who would betray Him to His death.
 
Yes, Judas was responsible... 
But so were you and so was I...
Because it was to erase our sins
That the God-Man chose to die.
 
 Admitted, I struggle to fathom
Such pure unconditional love...
 Love that feeds one who deceives
Is so hard for me to think of.
 
Love that forgives vile betrayal...
I struggle to comprehend...
Then, suddenly, realize I am a Judas...
I feel thankful and so overwhelmed
 
That the Lord washed the feet of that Judas
And put food on his unworthy plate...
   Yes, Jesus knew... that Judas had sold Him...
 Jesus knew... but, O, Judas still ate.

Doris Jacobs-Covington
April 26, 2019
 
~~Dedicated to Mitzi and Terry~~

 
Matthew 26:14-16
1Then one of the Twelve-the one called Judas Iscariot
-
went to the chief priests and asked, "What are you willing
to give me if I deliver him over to you?" So they counted out
for him thirty pieces of silver. From then on Judas watched
for an opportunity to hand him over.

 

John 13:1-38

Now before the Feast of the Passover, when Jesus
knew that his hour had come to depart out of this
world to the Father, having loved his own who were
in the world, he loved them to the end. During supper,
when the devil had already put it into the heart of Judas
Iscariot, Simon's son, to betray him, Jesus, knowing that
the Father had given all things into his hands, and that he
had come from God and was going back to God, rose from
supper. He laid aside his outer garments, and taking a towel,
tied it around his waist. Then he poured water into a basin
and began to wash the disciples' feet and to wipe them with
the towel that was wrapped around him. ...
 
Luke 22:47-48
While He was still speaking, a crowd arrived, led by the man called
 Judas, one of the Twelve. He approached Jesus to kiss Him.
 But Jesus asked him, “Judas, are you betraying the Son of Man
with a kiss?”
 



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