The Spy Who Loved Jesus

The Wednesday of Holy Week is also known as Spy Wednesday, a name that, as a kid, both fascinated and frightened me. It suggests such sneakiness, such treachery. And it makes sense. Beyond the enormity of what is about to happen to Jesus, the idea that one of his chosen friends would be the one to sell him out is horrifying—probably the ultimate betrayal. And it's the kind of betrayal that only the most generous, trusting soul could fall victim to.

Today's readings lead with an invincible hero. Isaiah describes being completely fortified by God, with words will rouse the weary, ears that hear his call, a strong back and a willingness to take hits from his enemies. These are words that Jesus must have prayed over to gain the strength he needed to enter into his own battle.

See, the Lord GOD is my help;
who will prove me wrong?

When all this began, could he have suspected that among those who would "prove him wrong" would be one of his own? Jesus was that generous soul who placed his love and trust in his friends. What do we take from that? My cynical self would say: Look how Jesus trusted, and look what it got him.

Most of us have learned that loving someone is a coin with two sides. It can break your heart. But it also brings the greatest rewards. Jesus' death was the result of a terrible betrayal by his friend. But ultimately his death was what glorified him and fulfilled his mission.

Where would I be without the love of my family, friends, and even former friends? Who would I be had I not, at various times in my life, let down my guard and let others love—and sometimes hurt—me?

Today (and every day) I thank God for the friends (and family) who have changed my life for the better.  I pray for those who have hurt me. And I pray for those whom I've hurt.