But when the bread was broken and the cup was raised I doubt any of them had any idea of the depths of despair and the ultimate joy the next few days and weeks would bring.
There are no words that can capture the debt I owe or the gratitude I feel.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Giving Thanks 4
They are gathered around the table. Gethsemane is looming, but for now they are enjoying their meal with their teacher. Did they sense anything? A touch of unease? Or did they do all the things close friends do on a meal in the town? Who can say what they did?
But when the bread was broken and the cup was raised I doubt any of them had any idea of the depths of despair and the ultimate joy the next few days and weeks would bring.
But when the bread was broken and the cup was raised I doubt any of them had any idea of the depths of despair and the ultimate joy the next few days and weeks would bring.
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Amen. Come, Lord Jesus. Maranatha.
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