Posted in 2022 Lent Devotions

Let’s eat

“Mirror of the Passion” Lent devotion for March 5, 2022. Photo by Davey Gravy on Unsplash.

Jesus sent Peter and John, saying, “Go and make preparations for us to eat the Passover” (Luke 22:8).

So there is all this stuff going on. Judas is in cahoots with the chief priests and scribes. These religious leaders are trying to kill Jesus. Judas, a disciple, is trying to find a nice, out of the way place where he can hand Jesus over to them.

And Jesus basically says, “Guys, it’s your turn to make supper.” Let’s eat.

Well, OK, it’s not just any meal. It’s the Passover. A lamb. Unleavened bread. Wine. Stories of salvation. Songs of praise. Prayers of thanksgiving. It’s a meal that the Hebrews, the nation of Israel and the Jewish people had gathered to eat on this particular day for over a thousand years. This festival was commanded by God. The meal reminded them of who he was, who they were, and all he had done for them.

How many have prayed, “Come Lord Jesus, be our guest” before a meal? In other words, “We’d love to have you over for supper, Jesus! No, you don’t have to bring anything. You’ll be our guest.” Whether we’re serving leftover soup or a new dish we’ve always wanted to try, what a privilege to sit down and have a meal with Jesus. How much more special when it’s a holiday, like a birthday or an anniversary or a Memorial Day barbecue.

Jesus knows what’s going on in the shadows. He know about the plot. He knows who the betrayer is. He knows who the denier is. He knows how much tomorrow will hurt. Peter and John know none of this. To them, it’s just another Passover.

We can see ourselves in these disciples because we go about our everyday lives without knowing all that’s going on in the shadows. We don’t know what tomorrow will be like. We don’t know who we’ll meet. We don’t know what will break. We don’t know how we might stumble and sin. We don’t know who will die. We prepare our meals, say thanks with our families, talk about the day, and anticipate the possibility of dessert.

There is so much going on in this world that we know nothing about. I’m thankful for that, because what I am aware of can be overwhelming sometimes. It’s good to know that I don’t have to worry about everything all the time. I can sit down to a meal, invite Jesus in, and enjoy the company of family or friends. He knows what’s going on, and He’s taking care of it. He’s taking care of me.

Thank you, Lord, for being there at all the meals that sustain both my body and my soul.

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2020 Lenten devotion #9 – Blood around the door

“Then they shall take some of the blood and put it on the two doorposts and on the lintel…The blood shall be a sign for you, on the houses where you are. And when I see the blood, I will pass over you, and no plague will befall you to destroy you, when I strike the land of Egypt.” (Exodus 12:7,13)

The moment of truth has arrived. The first nine plagues did not persuade Pharaoh to let the people of Israel go free. Frogs, locusts, disease and darkness did not budge his resolve. The tenth plague would. All the firstborn of man and beast would die throughout Egypt.

But every Hebrew household would kill a lamb, drain its blood, and smear the blood around the doorframes of their homes. Death would pass over their homes that night. No one would die. Plus, they should start packing. It was finally time to leave!

Every spring for generations God’s people would eat a “pass over” meal to remember that night and remember God’s deliverance. Jesus ate that meal with his disciples on the night before he was betrayed. That night he told them it was his blood that delivered them from death. They would soon see his blood running from the wounds on his back, the thorns on his head, and the nails in his hands and feet as he hung from the cross. It is the blood that would once again cause death to pass them by and instead take the life of their Lord, the perfect Lamb of God.

How much sleep do you think they got that night? The Egyptians probably slept just fine. They refused to acknowledge what God could do. As the oldest in my family, I would have tossed and turned all night, wondering if that blood would save me. It would be like one of those nights when the hurricane is passing over, and you wonder if the roof will indeed stay attached to the house.

What a great reminder of God’s grace and deliverance each time I eat and drink the bread and the wine, the body and the blood of Christ. I can always sleep easy, because I know tomorrow’s going to be a great day!

Thanks for the blood, the “pass over” and this sign of your great love, Lord. Amen.