"I am glad to find you awake," he said to Peter. "I have come to warn you of danger." Judas" heart leaped. Had this fellow seen him going into the priests" council chamber?
"I am a student in the Temple," explained the young man. "I have heard your Rabbi every day." Peter looked closely at the face of the youth. He seemed sincere. "Yesterday the priests had a meeting. They are going to stop your Rabbi!" Fear was like a heavy hand on Judas. This fellow was going to betray him to Peter!
"What do you mean?" asked Peter. The other disciples were aroused by Peter"s voice. Several sat up and stared at the three men.
"I do not know just what they plan to do," continued the student. "But I know that they want to accuse him before Pilate." Relief flooded through Judas. The man did not know!
Jesus still slept soundly, but the others gathered around. "This young man says that the priests are plotting to arrest us," Peter said to them. The dawn light, dimmed by the morning mist, threw an ashy gray color over the faces of the Twelve. Peter could see that they were afraid and very suspicious of the visitor. He turned sharply to him.
"Why have you come out here?"
The young man did not hesitate. "Your Rabbi knows the truth about us. We all know he is right; that is why the others hate him so!" He looked down at Jesus. "But I believe his word! G.o.d has sent him to call us back to Him!"
Judas turned away. The courage of this young man made the disciples ashamed. After a moment James said, "We thank you for coming here." The young man smiled and answered: "I must go back to the Temple. Let no harm come to your Rabbi!"
Without comment the twelve men watched him leave. The warm sunlight awakened Jesus when the mist began to drift away. He was surprised to find all the men up. A few were talking quietly; others sat alone.
Judas" back was turned. Peter came over to Jesus. "A student from the Temple came here while you slept, Master. He told us that the priests are plotting against us." All but Judas were looking at Jesus. He stood up. His cloak was soiled from constant use. Small twigs and dirt clung to the coa.r.s.e cloth. But tangled hair and rumpled clothes could not hide the Master"s great dignity. His voice was untroubled when he answered.
"Today is the Feast of the Pa.s.sover. Today the lamb is killed so that the people may be saved. The Father in heaven has sent the Son of Man to be delivered up. In a little while you will see me no more; then after a short time you will see me again."
"We do not understand what you are saying. Master," said Peter.
"You will soon be full of sorrow--but the people who hate me will be glad that they have overcome me," answered Jesus. "But your sorrow will turn to joy. Right now you are full of fear--and you will be even more afraid! But do not lose heart: I will return and give you the kind of joy that no one can take away from you."
The disciples could make nothing of Jesus" words. What could he mean by saying, "I will return"? Jesus prepared to go into Jerusalem. With growing dread, the disciples realized what he intended to do. Would he pay no attention to the warnings of the young man?
As they came into the Temple, Jesus found a large crowd that had gathered early to meet him. The disciples felt like prisoners giving up all hope of freedom.
At first not a priest or Pharisee was anywhere to be seen. So eagerly did the disciples keep watch that they hardly heard what Jesus was saying. "Do not let anyone deceive you," he warned the people. "In the last days many false prophets will come in the name of G.o.d--but do not follow them! If you are my true followers, men will hate you and try to kill you. But even when you are dragged before kings and priests and put on trial, tell everyone the gospel of G.o.d! Do not worry or try to prepare ahead of time--I will give you answers that your enemies cannot escape."
"Look!" whispered Andrew. "There they come!" Judas saw a priest he had talked to the day before walking toward Jesus. But the Master paid no attention.
"In those days," he continued, "your own friends will betray you. They will put you to death. Everyone will hate you for my sake--but do not be afraid! If you are willing to give your life for me, you shall have eternal life." Like darts his words struck into Judas.
"The time will come when Jerusalem will be surrounded by enemy armies,"
declared Jesus. "Then she will soon be destroyed. Let everyone flee to the hills for his life, for in those days G.o.d will punish this wicked city for her sin. Every single building will be leveled to the ground!"
"Our beautiful Temple!" cried a man in the crowd. "Look at these great stones! Will all this be destroyed?"
"I tell you solemnly," declared Jesus, "the day is coming when not one stone in this Temple will be left standing!"
The priest broke in. "How do you dare say that? This is the house of G.o.d. It took the finest workmen in Israel forty-six years to build it.
G.o.d will not let his Temple be destroyed!"
"You do not know how to save your Temple!" retorted Jesus. "You think it is holy because you make many sacrifices in it! But I tell you that your enemies will tear down your Temple and kill your children, all because you do not know that G.o.d has come to you!"
"What do you mean?" exclaimed the priest. "Look at the monuments we have built in memory of the prophets!"
"You decorate the tombs of the prophets and say to yourselves, "If we had lived then, we would have treated them better!" But you kill the prophets that G.o.d sends you, just as your ancestors did!
"Your religion is like a filthy cup: bright and shiny on the outside, but dirty inside! Your Temple is beautiful, but your religion is rotten!" The priests shrank back from the sheer force of Jesus" anger.
"You are like whitewashed tombs: clean on the outside, but inside they stink with rotten bones! You put on a show of goodness--but your hearts are filled with hypocrisy and wickedness!"
The disciples were horrified. Jesus was attacking the very priests themselves! Did he realize what would happen?
"G.o.d will punish you for killing the prophets, just as he condemned your wicked fathers for their sins! You snakes! You nest of vipers! There is no way for you to escape eternal fire!"
The priests flushed crimson. The people watched them stalk into the inner court. Judas saw the hatred on their faces and knew that they would never be satisfied until they had killed Jesus. He was glad now that he had gone over to their side.
"We had better leave this place!" whispered Andrew to Peter. He looked toward the gate where the priests had gone. But Jesus was talking to the people again.
"He will never leave!" answered Peter.
Panic seized the Zealot. "Come on! We must get out of here!" He kept looking at the guards in the tower.
"What are you thinking of?" demanded Peter, turning on him. "We can"t leave the Master alone!"
"I"m not going to be caught like a rat in a trap!" The Zealot looked at the high walls around them.
"I will not leave this place until the Master does," declared James firmly.
"You will never get out," warned the Zealot.
"Just the same, I"m staying," repeated James stubbornly.
All day the crowd listened eagerly to every word that Jesus spoke. Even in their despair the disciples knew that Jesus would consider the day well spent. "How I wish he would leave!" burst out John, late that afternoon. "Where will we eat the Pa.s.sover meal tonight?" During a pause he asked Jesus the question.
"You and Peter go into the city," answered Jesus. "You will meet a man carrying a water jar. Follow him to his house. Tell the owner that the Rabbi says, "Where is the room in which I am to eat the Pa.s.sover with my disciples?" This man will show you a large room upstairs, with table and couches arranged for us. Prepare the Pa.s.sover meal there."
The two disciples were amazed: Jesus had planned the meal ahead of time!
Glad to get out of the Temple, they did as they were told. At twilight, Jesus and the others arrived. All except Jesus were completely worn out.
They had given up all hope. Who could tell what might happen before this night was over? Like men in a daze, the disciples washed their hands in basins which Peter and John had filled with water. Then they lay down on the couches around the table.
But Jesus did not immediately lie down with the others. Curiously the men watched him take off his robe and tie a towel around his waist. He began to pour water into a basin. Then Jesus carried the basin to where Andrew lay and knelt at his couch. The fisherman hardly knew what to say. Slaves and servants washed the feet of guests! Silently Jesus washed the feet of all the Twelve, coming last to Simon Peter.
"Master! You shall not do this for me!" He drew away from Jesus, who was kneeling at the foot of his couch.
"Peter, you do not understand why I am doing this--but very soon you will!"
"I will never let you wash my feet!" protested Peter.
"Unless I wash your feet," answered Jesus gravely, "you cannot share in my suffering and my glory."
Peter realized how much this act meant to Jesus. "O Master, wash my head and my hands too!"
"No," replied Jesus, drying Peter"s feet with the towel, "since I have done this, you are clean all over. No more is needed." Reverence filled the disciples as they listened to his words; but not until he had put on his robe and taken his place at the table did they understand.
"Do you know why I have done this?" he asked. "You call me your Rabbi and your Master--and that is right: I am your Master. If I am willing to wash your feet, should you not serve one another? No servant is greater than his Master. You must learn this: if any man wishes to be great in the Kingdom of Heaven, he must be the slave of all men for my sake."
The disciples began to eat. The supper was simple. A piece of roast lamb in a shallow bowl was the chief dish. There was a plate of unleavened bread, a vegetable, and a bowl of sauce made of dates, raisins, and vinegar. There was nothing else except a single large cup of wine mixed with water. Each man took a piece of meat in his hand and ate it. Some first dipped it into the vinegar sauce. The men were glad for the food, but it did not drive away their discouragement. Everyone knew it could not be long until they were arrested. Amid these dark thoughts, Jesus spoke. "The hand of him who betrays me is with me on this table!"