The evening was cool with a gentle breeze. Spirits were high after the Palm Sunday Celebration. Tonight was Supper with the Teacher…news of the future…news of the Kingdom. No longer would they be the people following the cart…soon they would be driving the cart. No longer the unseen…the unheard…those whom the elite looked down their noses at. Could it be that the Teacher had chosen high offices for each of them? Soon, they would be telling Pilate to vacate his seat of authority. In the Synagogue, they would occupy the high chairs of authority…men learned in the Talmud and Torah. Soon, they would say who stays and who goes… right the wrong done to their people… settle old scores.

‘Come in, the Supper is prepared,’ Martha said. ‘Mary has been reading the scripture while I prepared the meal,’ Martha continued. ‘Judas told me that there would be a great announcement tonight,’ Mary noted. ‘There are many gathered outside to hear what the Teacher has said during the Supper,’ Martha explained.

‘He who dips his hand with me in the dish will betray me,’ the Teacher said. ‘Unloose your sandals…I am going to wash your feet,’ the Teacher said. ‘You will feel like the world has ended…it will be dark…the Veil will be rent…this is the beginning…not the end,’ the Teacher continued. ‘I will go away,’ the Teacher whispered. ‘I will return…tell everyone what is going to happen,’ the Teacher said.

‘Reveal your Kingdom…tonight,’ Judas said. ‘We have waited so long…everyone is ready…we are ready to fight for your Words…you are our Messiah,’ Judas continued. ‘I have stood by your side…I will not forsake you…no matter what the price,’ Judas smiled and hugged the Teacher.

‘What is this sadness about you, my Rabbi?’ Peter asked. ‘We have laughed, and we have cried…you know I will never deny you,’ Peter promised. ‘Our work is just beginning…we have much to do…the days are short,’ Peter offered. ‘Tonight you appear to have the weight of the world on your shoulders,’ Peter said. ‘Who shall make us afraid…you are the King…as proclaimed by the people of Jerusalem with the palms and hosannas,’ Peter remembered. ‘They will die for you,’ Peter said as he patted the Teacher on the back. ‘No heart is fickel when it comes to their allegiance to you,’ Peter offered with a laugh. ‘I will be the first in the battle…they can have my life…I give it up gladly to fulfill your Kingdom,’ Peter proclaimed.

‘He who I kiss…hold him fast,’ Judas said.