Mark 14 18 While they were reclining at the table eating, he said, “Truly I tell you, one of you will betray me—one who is eating with me.”
19 They were saddened, and one by one they said to him, “Surely not I?”
20 “It is one of the Twelve,” he replied, “one who dips bread into the bowl with me.
I find it very interesting that these men, all of whom have left everything behind to follow Jesus, when confronted by Jesus that one of them would betray him, each looked first at himself.
We live in a blame-drenched culture. Everything is someone’s fault; usually someone else’s. If it isn’t a person’s fault, then genes or destiny or pollution must be to blame.
“Surely not I?”
When confronted with the truth from the savior’s own lips that he will be betrayed, do we instantly conjure names and faces of who the culprit probably is? Do we rehearse the past 3 years looking for the now-obvious tell-tale signs that someone else would betray?
Or, when Jesus himself says in our presence “one of you will betray me,” do we find within ourselves the propensity that sounds to religious ears so revolting?