March 28, 2013
I woke up this Holy Thursday in tears, with an overwhelming feeling of betrayal — how fitting right? Is that how Jesus felt when his well-intentioned friends slept away the night while he agonized at his fate ahead? But he knew they couldn't help themselves, they were just....weak. And I know that the people that hurt me don't mean to either...I just can't help but take certain things personally, even if they weren't intended that way. Jesus still partnered with someone who he knew would deny him again and again. I don't know if my skin is thick enough to continually face that kind of rejection — while I see that this is what we do to each other, without even knowing it. And yet, that is what we are called to do. Something to meditate on for me today.