The City was full of people and our arrangements had gone off silently and without a hitch. Lucky for us. The Pharisees were hot and looking for our Master. How they ever imagined that they could get the better Him, I do not know. Hadn’t they seen all the miracles; heard the wonderful teaching?
Passover meal and the great remembrance of the Exodus. Lounging on the floor, tableside. Accepting the unleavened bread, the lamb, the raisins, the salt, the bitter root, the Cup. It was all customarily solemn. But Jesus was smiling and looking around the table face to face. John was at His side. That seemed fitting after all. There had been times when some of us entered into jealousy. But John really seemed to click with the Master in a unique way. His face suggested that this meal somehow would be different.
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