Then Judas Iscariot, who was one of the twelve, went off to the chief priests in order to betray Him to them. They were glad when they heard this, and promised to give him money. And he began seeking how to betray Him at an opportune time. Mark 14:10-11
Even Jesus was betrayed. I am marveling that Judas turned on the Lord. Each of the disciples at the Passover table wondered if it would be them (for they knew in their heart it was possible). But, Judas actually did it. I imagine that it hurt none the less even though Jesus knew it was coming and from whom it would come. And then, in the garden to be identified with a kiss adds the ultimate irony.
Have I ever been been betrayed? In what ways have I betrayed others or worse yet, my Lord and Savior?
God, I know its in my heart, even though my heart belongs to You. Somewhere, deep down, that disloyal rebellion still is there. Cut it out, tear it out, squash it out… or will I have this potential to betray until the day I see you face to face and then and only then will the very possibility wash away. Search me O God and know my heart, try me and know my anxious thoughts, and see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.