43 Just as he was speaking, Judas, one of the Twelve, appeared. With him was a crowd armed with swords and clubs, sent from the chief priests, the teachers of the law, and the elders.
44 Now the betrayer had arranged a signal with them: ‘The one I kiss is the man; arrest him and lead him away under guard.’ 45 Going at once to Jesus, Judas said, ‘Rabbi!’ and kissed him. 46 The men seized Jesus and arrested him. 47 Then one of those standing near drew his sword and struck the servant of the high priest, cutting off his ear.
48 ‘Am I leading a rebellion,’ said Jesus, ‘that you have come out with swords and clubs to capture me? 49 Every day I was with you, teaching in the temple courts, and you did not arrest me. But the Scriptures must be fulfilled.’ 50 Then everyone deserted him and fled.
51 A young man, wearing nothing but a linen garment, was following Jesus. When they seized him, 52 he fled naked, leaving his garment behind.
Everyone let’s Jesus down, everyone, even the disciples. This is the radical edge of Christ’s grace, even amongst such wholesale betrayal, including by us, he accepts the Cross to fulfil the Scriptures and bring us back into relationship with God. Incidentally, for me, the colour and insignificant detail of this passage speak of its truth (such as the young man abandoning his garments – surely you wouldn’t invent detail such as that!)
Betrayed with a kiss. My love never matches what you deserve Jesus, and yet you did not and do not hold back!