April 9, Maundy Thursday (Psalm 116:1–2, 12–19; John 13:1–17, 31b–35)
Jesus is saying, Love should feel like this.
The disciples do not know why, but the air in the house is thick. The days have swung from the miraculous to the confrontational, and every night it takes a few deep breaths just to process the day.
Still, tonight feels a bit different. Jesus seems even more deliberate in his words to them. He seems intent. He is seeing them but also seeing what lies beyond the bend. It feels like present and future are colliding in this space, but it’s difficult to figure out which is which.
Jesus speaks of bread and wine, and the disciples eat and drink. He speaks of covenant and brokenness and blood. The disciples eat and eat, drink and drink, listening as best they can to what he is saying and what he is not saying.
