"Everyday is another chance..."

Today was Thursday.

Today was the Thursday of a whole lot of things.

Its supper time and there is a load of unleavened bread.

A WHOLE  LOT. 

I don't know a whole lot about this entire Passover meal thing, but I did look up some stuff and now I am even more clueless.

The Thursday before Jesus' death was the beginning of Passover, which is a memorial ceremony of how God saved the Jews from the Egyptians. You know, you've seen The Prince of Egypt. (When you believe.... YEAH.)

However, Jesus makes this meal special. Its technically called a Seder meal, which has a whole lot of foods that represent a whole lot of things, and I need to stop saying the word "whole."

All I'm saying is that this is pretty significant. 

But Jesus uses this opportunity to make a new memorial. We now do this in remembrance of Him. 

And now, it should be even more significant.

You've heard this before. Break the bread, eat it, think of Jesus on the cross. Bless the juice, drink, and think of Jesus' blood.

Thats pretty gross. But hey, we remember.

Yep. We really do remember, and we really do feel... we feel.... so... we feel so.... 

Hmm, bloody and bready? 

Thats a lovely remembrance picture. 

But no no no no nooo. Look at what happens next.

Jesus prays in Gethsemane. Prays so hard and is in such anxiety that our mere stress looks like a tickle.

One of his followers, his friend, expresses in so many steps that 30 pieces of metal are better than he is with a kiss.

He gets arrested, accused of things he, and the rest of the people pointing their fingers, knew he didn't do.

He is not recognized, denied 3 times.

And the righteous "Council" striked him in the face.

Yep. Lets remember him now.

I tried to make a Passover meal. I failed. I did however make a meal of some sort. It felt good to make something healthy, worthy of eating.

But its hard to remember when you forget what you were remembering in the first place.

Meal, Arrest, and Trial.

I must confess, thats a hefty dinner.