Tuesday. This was the day Judas Iscariot made his damning deal. He conspired with the Sanhedrin to betray the Lord Jesus. Betrayal is perhaps the ugliest of sins. It reveals a toxic love of self over and against and in spite of goodness and beauty, truth and righteousness.
Even Dante in his Inferno pictures Judas in the ninth circle of damnation, along with Cassius and Brutus (among others), as men who betrayed royalty.
But Judas didn’t betray just any royalty. Judas betrayed the holy one, the righteous one, the King of kings and Lord of lords, the one who came, and bled, and died, and gave his life as a ransom for many–the Lord Jesus Christ (Matthew 20:28, ESV).
Here’s the way Matthew describes part of Judas’ treachery on Tuesday of Holy Week:
Then one of the twelve, whose name was Judas Iscariot, went to the chief priests and said, “What will you give me if I deliver him over to you?” And they paid him thirty pieces of silver. And from that moment he sought an opportunity to betray him (Mt 26:14-16, ESV).
I know of no one who names his/her son Judas. The name causes a bilious reaction of the normal person’s conscience. But Judases are still with us. There’s no paucity of those whose god is money, power, or applause from wicked men. There’s no lack of that type at all.
The marvel of it all is that Jesus knew Judas through and through, and still went to the cross.
This is why we should never get over verses like this one: “but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us” (Romans 5:8, ESV).
Christ died for us, the ungodly ones.
And this year, may we go forward yet again, heralding that same message: “Come, ye sinners, poor and needy.”



