The Last Supper - Luke 22:7-30
That was the title of the section I was "supposed" to read today. This year, I've been going through the Gospels, and today, a week and a half before Christmas, The Last Supper comes up. My initial thought is, "I don't want to read about that! It's Christmas, I want to read about something happy. Give me a Jesus healing the blind guy or how we are more important than the flowers." But, there it was. So, I read it.
And you know what? I realized that's the cool thing about Christmas. God came to be a man - knowing that The Last Supper was at the end of Luke. God came to be a man - knowing the end of the story. Kind of like our own lives- the joy of the beginning is mixed with the sorrow of the end, but they all matter. They all make a life! Read on!
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