LEFT ALONE

For three years plus, Jesus devoted Himself to the disciples. Men who got the seat primarily so they could be with Him. He took time to teach, provide, lead, shield, care, defend, inspire, secure, and give them a sense of purpose. They were illiterate folk who held no real promise until they hobnobbed with Jesus. They got to taste and handle the power of the world to come. They learnt many lessons and even got to handle the keys to the Kingdom.    They should be eternally grateful, and their allegiance should be top-notch, right? So their place in history was forever, sure? Ideally, yes, but the men buckled in the face of pressure. Peter, the “chief of staff” even promised to stay glued no matter what, only to find they could not last the night.    It only took a rough couple of days, and grown men scurried away like chickens. Then, fearful that they do not fall into a similar fate to their Master, they made a rendezvous with their feet, hoping for better stead.   Jesus needed His people, but the indignation of the religious leaders was too much fire for them to stick around.  The leaders had preoccupied themselves with the desire to nail Jesus. Even though his message was good news to mankind, the religious leaders, saw Him as BAD business—someone who made nonsense of their essence.