Holy Thursday: The Table and the Garden

Holy Thursday evening has a hush to it.

Not the hush of ease, but the hush of a turf fire as dusk falls, the hush of candlelight in an old stone chapel, the hush of a bell echoing across the hills. There is a softness to this night, but beneath it lies weight. This is no ordinary evening in the Christian story.

This is the night Christ gathered with His own. The night He took bread, blessed it, broke it, and gave it. The night He lifted the cup. The night He stooped to wash the feet of His friends. The night He began the lonely road toward the cross.