“Jesus had known from the beginning who would betray him.” John 6:64
I’m so glad I’m not omniscient. Knowing everything about everybody all the time would crush me. Not knowing things is actually a relief — it takes one off the hook for certain responsibilities.
For instance, if I don’t know how to start the snowblower, then I’m not expected to clear the driveway. That’s a good thing to not know.
In the early days of Jesus’ earthly ministry, he called twelve men to be his disciples. The night before he finalized the list of twelve names, he didn’t sleep a wink. He spent the whole night praying. (Luke 6:12)
By this time, Jesus had already called Peter, Andrew, James, John and Matthew, so there were only seven spots left to fill. Certainly there were some good prospects, some fine men from which to choose. What kept Him up all night?
I wonder if there might have been a struggle over one application for the position of disciple. You know the one I’m talking about –Judas Iscariot.
Jesus talked the decision over with His Father out on that Galilean hillside in the moonlight. “Uh…Judas? Father? Are you sure about that one? Do I have to invite him to join the group?”
Yet, when morning came, Judas was on the list. In fact, Mark 3:13 says, “He called to him those he wanted.” Because, in the end, Jesus wanted the will of His Father more than anything. Jesus knew Judas was the betrayer even before Judas did. But that didn’t stop Jesus from walking on water to him, or sending him out to do ministry with the other disciples, or washing his feet.
I get the same grace Judas did.
That’s all I need to know.