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You Cut His Ear Off?

Let’s dive into this fascinating story about Jesus and Peter.

From The Message: John 18:1-11
Jesus, having prayed this prayer, left with his disciples and crossed over the brook Kidron at a place where there was a garden. He and his disciples entered it. [2-4] Judas, his betrayer, knew the place because Jesus and his disciples went there often. So Judas led the way to the garden, and the Roman soldiers and police sent by the high priests and Pharisees followed. They arrived there with lanterns and torches and swords. Jesus, knowing by now everything that was imploding on him, went out and met them. He said, “Who are you after?” They answered, “Jesus the Nazarene.” [5-6] He said, “That’s me.” The soldiers recoiled, totally taken aback. Judas, his betrayer, stood out like a sore thumb. [7] Jesus asked again, “Who are you after?” They answered, “Jesus the Nazarene.” [8-9] “I told you,” said Jesus, “that’s me. I’m the one. So if it’s me you’re after, let these others go.” (This validated the words in his prayer, “I didn’t lose one of those you gave.”) [10] Just then Simon Peter, who was carrying a sword, pulled it from its sheath and struck the Chief Priest’s servant, cutting off his right ear. Malchus was the servant’s name. [11] Jesus ordered Peter, “Put back your sword. Do you think for a minute I’m not going to drink this cup the Father gave me?”

Imagine you’re sitting around a campfire, and someone’s telling you about this incredible night in an olive grove. Here’s how it might go:

“Picture this: It’s the dead of night, and Jesus is hanging out with his disciples in a quiet olive grove. Suddenly, the peace is shattered. A whole battalion of Roman soldiers and Temple guards come marching in, torches blazing, weapons at the ready. They’re not here for a friendly chat – they’re after Jesus.

Now, most people would be scared stiff, right? But not Peter. This guy’s got nerves of steel. He steps up, pulls out his sword, and takes a swing at the nearest person – poor Malchus, who loses an ear in the process. Dude was in the wrong place at the wrong time!

But here’s where it gets interesting. Jesus, cool as a cucumber, turns to Peter and says, ‘Put your sword back into its sheath. Shall I not drink from the cup the Father has given me?

You’ve got to wonder what was going through Peter’s mind at that moment. He probably thought he was being a real tough guy, defending his friend against impossible odds. But Jesus saw things differently.

Like all things, JESUS, it’s the opposite of what we naturally think.

As one commentator put it, ‘Peter had an abundance of raw male courage but a marked lack of spiritual insight.‘ He was all action, no contemplation. Jesus had been telling them for ages that he was going to suffer, but it just didn’t sink in for Peter.

I am afraid that I totally get Peter. I am a shoot and ask questions later kinda guy. It rarely, if ever, serves me or others well.

It’s like Peter was operating on a different wavelength. Jesus was talking about spiritual battles and divine plans, while Peter was thinking, ‘I can take these guys!’

But here’s the kicker – Peter’s bravery had its limits. Later that same night, when people started asking if he knew Jesus, he denied it three times. The same guy who was ready to take on a Roman battalion couldn’t stand up to a few nosy bystanders.

OUCH!!

It just goes to show, sometimes it’s easier to throw a punch than to stand firm in your beliefs. As another scholar noted, ‘Sometimes the challenge for the Christian is more in demonstrating moral and spiritual courage than in braving and fighting a physical confrontation.

So, what can we learn from Peter’s rollercoaster night? Maybe it’s that true courage isn’t just about physical bravery. It’s about understanding the bigger picture, standing firm in your convictions, and having the wisdom to know when to fight and when to trust in a higher plan. Peter may have missed the mark that night, but his journey was far from over.

And that, my friends, is a story for another time.”

Go in Peace, Chuck

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