Who do you think you are? I think of myself as Gerry's wife, the mother of many, a cook, sometimes cleaning woman, etc. etc. However, today we are so honored to get a glimpse of who John thinks he is. It is right in the middle of our reading (John 13:12-35), in amongst the dreadful news pouring out about the coming betrayal.
The friends are quite at a loss to understand this betrayal idea and ask the probably youngest guy who is leaning against Jesus to find out who He's talking about. If we are not careful we might skip over John's intimate revelation: "One of them, the disciple whom Jesus loved, was reclining next to him."
What difference would it make for me to think of myself as the one who Jesus loves? "It doesn't really matter about anyone else. I know that I am the one He loves." It seemed to make all the difference to John. He felt so close and accepted that he was actually "leaning back against Jesus". Head on His shoulder or however you can picture it.
The friends are quite at a loss to understand this betrayal idea and ask the probably youngest guy who is leaning against Jesus to find out who He's talking about. If we are not careful we might skip over John's intimate revelation: "One of them, the disciple whom Jesus loved, was reclining next to him."
What difference would it make for me to think of myself as the one who Jesus loves? "It doesn't really matter about anyone else. I know that I am the one He loves." It seemed to make all the difference to John. He felt so close and accepted that he was actually "leaning back against Jesus". Head on His shoulder or however you can picture it.
It seems like knowing - really knowing - that I am the loved one would put a spring in my step, color my day with rainbows, and start a symphony of praise that doesn't stop.
Lord, thank you that each of us are "the one" that you love. Help us to know it.
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