Our choices always matter.
Apparently, those who are about to be executed are given a choice for their last meal.
I’m sure it's an interesting array of selections. I imagine some would choose a lobster, some steak, some a meal from a Scottish-sounding fast food outlet.
Hopefully, none of us will finish up on death row but the question is still a curious one.
The Master had this choice. He knew all about his last meal and he made a conscious decision. Remember he was a faithful synagogue-going Jew. So he participated in and enjoyed the Passover.
Those of us from a Christian heritage has kept the bread and wine side dishes.
But this was not the only occasion when the master chose to imbibe. There was a wedding at Cana of Galilee… you know how the story goes. 120 gallons of good quality show wine and 3 days later…
The other thing that piqued my interest is who the Master chose to eat and drink with. The wedding guests and on his last night, a motley crew of 12 riff-raff vagabonds. He knew some of his guests would disappoint him terribly.
I’m not sure I would have had the same guest list or been so trusting. If I knew that I had one last meal then I would probably choose some good quality show wine, some pickled onions, Stilton cheese, and rare steak,… but the company?
I would want my nearest and dearest, my finest and most fervent friends. It would be very stringent selection criteria. Clearly, I have to work on my graciousness or rather, my lack of it.
But you dear reader…. Your menu would be… and the company you would choose?
Our choices are often remembered long after our last meal and therefore our choices always matter.