thursday night

This afternoon I have been 

gardening,

I got all of my flowers planted.

Hopefully,

no deer will come tonight and wipe me out.

I have also been planning our Easter meal.

While thinking about all of the fun times we have had around our big old farm table,

I began thinking about the Last Supper in scripture,

the time when our Lord Jesus

planned a final time of fellowship with his disciples

before He had to go and die.

To die was God's will for Him.

Jesus was born to die.

That was His purpose for coming to this earth.

It was a festive time in spite of what lay ahead.

I would have loved to have been in that room,

listening to their conversations,

watching their faces,

their gestures,

their eyes.

Jesus was betrayed that night.

Judas brought a band of thugs as if he needed them.

Jesus knew he was coming

and He was ready to go to the cross for us.

But isn't it lovely to know,

that the night before He died,

Jesus ate 

and fellowshipped with

and loved

His friends one more time.

He washed their feet and told them to do the same.

Then He broke the bread and poured the wine and said,

"This do in remembrance of Me."

We have communion to remember that night 

and that one day, hopefully soon,

 Jesus will return 

and we will dine with Him in heaven.

Jesus wants us to remember what He did.

This all happened on a Thursday night.

Tonight is Thursday night so many years later,

but we remember,

oh do we remember!!!