The Last Supper
We are told in Matthew 26:20-29 NKJV that on the last night of Jesus’ earthly life, He gathered His disciples together. As they were eating their meal, Jesus took bread, blessed and broke it, saying, “Take, eat; this is My body.” Then He took the cup, and gave thanks, and gave it to them, saying. . . . “This is My blood of the new covenant, which is shed for many for the remission of sins” (vv. 26-28).
Jesus knew that in just a matter of hours, He would go to Calvary, where He would be beaten, spat upon, and mocked. He knew His blood was going to flow from the crown of thorns, from the thirty-nine stripes on His back, from the nails, and from the spear that would be thrust into His side. Every one of those thirty-nine stripes represented our healing. He knew that His body would be broken and His blood would be shed—sacrificed so that we might be whole.
Things looked mighty bad that Friday and Saturday two thousand years ago when Jesus hung on the Cross, when His lifeless body was put into the tomb, and when the stone was rolled over the door. But Sunday was coming! Sundays symbolize resurrection. On that glorious Sunday, Christ was resurrected to take His place at the right hand of God where He intercedes for you and me.
I believe that just as Jesus was resurrected from the dead, the things in your life that seem dead can be resurrected—dreams, visions, the things that you know God has given you to do but it seems there is no way that they can come to pass. I’m praying and trusting God for those things to be resurrected and restored to you.