I've been thinking about betrayal.
I'm feeling betrayed and trying to enter into thankfulness that God allows me to share minutely in what Christ experienced. I can be with him in the garden as Judas approaches, and can listen to Peter's denial from his place of warmth by the fire.
And then I ponder my own betrayals and how much more like Judas I am than like Christ, and how hypocritical I am to feel wronged. I think about how Christ is betrayed every hour, every minute, and every second of every day.
And I am somewhat humbled, though not enough.
are you better -- a week later?
Yes. I've grown to accept that betrayal is part of the human condition. Again.
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