The Last Supper is a late 15th-century mural painting by Leonardo da Vinci housed by the refectory of the Convent of Santa Maria delle Grazie in Milan. It is one of the world's most recognizable paintings.
While many of us would consider this as depiction of a meal the night before the Agony, few would deem to consider the angst of the chosen twelve, as they look around to know who is being referred to.
Their facial expressions, their body language exposes them all.
And yet they claimed to be his followers and the chosen ones.
Look! The hand of My betrayer is with Mine on the table.
I am not speaking about all of you; I know whom I have chosen. But this is to fulfill the Scripture: 'The one who eats bread with Me has lifted up his heel against Me.'
After Jesus had said this, He became troubled in spirit and testified, "Truly, truly, I tell you, one of you will betray Me." The disciples began to look at one another, perplexed as to which of them He meant.
Do the words spoken then seem relevant today.
Was it intentionally vague, as if to arouse in us who hear them today, to a self-questioning.
Have we shared in the very guilt of the Traitor, and yielded to tendencies we have in common with him, which are dragging us down.
Have we joined him in his murmuring, and are about to renew this quarrel, about Precedence, Power & Position.
Are we all ego ridden, that we will not let another gain over us and our ideas.
It is well that the abyss should be laid bare before our eyes, and that each should ask himself whether he were indeed on the point of falling into it.
Having read the above, stare at the painting once again with a New Vision. Do you now think it was just about a meal shared.
