I’ve been thinking about the Last Supper. Not just another meal, right? But of those sitting around the table, only one knew this truth. The others took this dinner for granted.
How often do we do the same thing. How often do we gather for a family lunch without considering that it might be our last?
Perhaps, if we thought about it in that light, we would chose our words more carefully. We would pass the gravy with more grace. We would show more gratitude and less attitude. We would pitch in to pick up rather than leave it all for one person.
I’m sure the Disciples thought about all those things. And given the chance, they would do that Last Supper a little differently the next time.