I always try to read through the Gospel accounts of Jesus’ final moments each Easter. This year as I was reading about the last supper Jesus prepared for His disciples, something leapt off the page like never before: He didn’t turn His back on those who would betray Him. Instead, He drew them close. He invited them to have dinner with Him, to share an intimate moment where He offered them to share in the breaking of bread, which symbolized His soon-to-be broken body, and to share wine, which symbolized the blood He was about to shed. He invited them to the table – betrayers, deniers, deserters, sinners.
Jesus knew that Judas was going to betray Him. He knew that Peter would deny Him three times, and yet instead of uninviting them, the invitation stood. He said, “Take, eat; this is my body.” (Matthew 26:26) and “Drink of it, all of you, for this is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for the many for the forgiveness of sins.” (Matthew 26:27). He knew what they were about to do, and yet He offered Himself in spite of their imminent actions. This reminds me of Romans 5:8 that says, “but God shows His love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” He knew they were sinners in need of a Savior just like we are, and He invites us to that same table just as we are – broken, flawed, sinful. Thank you, Jesus, for a place at the table. Friends, if you’ve never accepted your invitation for a place at the table, please don’t wait any longer.