He was betrayed too

I remember this thought coming to me and feeling like it was one I could never share with anyone. Who was I to compare what I was going through to the betrayal Jesus experienced? And yet the thought that I had even a tiny taste of His betrayal also gave me comfort. Did not Paul tell us that entering into His sufferings is part of truly knowing Him?

And He still fully loved those who betrayed Him. He wanted that love to be in my heart too.

It’s a beautiful thing that the same passage I refer to above goes on to speak of leaving the past behind us and moving forward. From the sufferings to the prize.

That I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, being made conformable unto his death; If by any means I might attain unto the resurrection of the dead. Not as though I had already attained, either were already perfect: but I follow after, if that I may apprehend that for which also I am apprehended of Christ Jesus. Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. – Philippians 3:10-14

Forgetting.

I press.