THE GOSPEL OF MARK – MY BODY…MY BLOOD

MY BODY…MY BLOOD

22 While they were eating, Jesus took bread, and when he had given thanks, he broke it and gave it to his disciples, saying, “Take it; this is my body.”
23 Then he took a cup, and when he had given thanks, he gave it to them, and they all drank from it.
24 “This is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many,” he said to them. 25 “Truly I tell you, I will not drink again from the fruit of the vine until that day when I drink it new in the kingdom of God.”
26 When they had sung a hymn, they went out to the Mount of Olives. Mark 14:22-26

How powerfully Jesus’ simple words must have impacted the men who penned the gospels and some of the letters that are included in Holy Scriptures. The memory of their last Passover meal with Him must have replayed over and over in their minds, especially during those three terrible days when their Master lay cold and lifeless in the tomb. What did this all mean? It happened so fast, leaving them bewildered and reeling with the pain of their grief and loss. How often did His words echo in their minds, “This is my body, this is my blood,” leaving them with a million unanswered questions.

Jesus tried to warn them, to prepare them for the coming events but they refused to listen. They stuck stubbornly to their conviction that He would set them free from Rome and give them back the glory of David’s kingdom. Perhaps Judas’ action was an attempt to force His hand. But Jesus knew His destiny. He had seen every detail unfolding before the foundation of the world. He was now playing out in time what had already taken place in eternity.

The disciples were speechless. Not even Peter had anything to say at that moment. They simply gazed at Him and tried to take it all in. What an amazing experience for them when they finally began to understand! For John, He was the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world; for Peter a lamb without spot or blemish; for Matthew the Son of God whose death released natural upheavals in response to their Creator. It’s as though all heaven held its breath and waited to see whether they would finally understand. On these eleven men hung the success or failure of Jesus’ mission – plus the Holy Spirit!

At this point, the disciples must have felt like passengers on a bullet train – they could neither stop nor disembark! They were caught up in something over which they had no control. Perhaps they just wanted to stop the world, get off and run away but they couldn’t. They were in it, like it or not. Did they ever imagine, on that never-to-be-forgotten day when He called them to follow Him, what it would mean for the rest of their lives?

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Luella Campbell


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