The last thing our Christ gave him, was that piece of bread. I imagine the gentleness, love Christ had as He handed it to Judas. Telling Him, "“What you must do,” said Jesus, “do. Do it and get it over with.”(27). How just before this He dipped it into the wine which represented His blood.....
I wonder what Judas did with this last gift. Did he fling it away from him in disgust, anger, fear, as soon as he was outside? Or did he carry it in his hand, forgotten, in his haste to betray Christ. Stuffing it into his pocket and finding it later - wadded up, dried or moldy. Did it bring to mind Christ face, His hands as He handed him this last gift.
My heart breaks when I read - "left. It was night."
So often after a time of communion with Him, eating the bread and drinking the juice representing His body and blood, I too have "left". I go from day to night in my thoughts or actions - sometimes both. I know satan cannot enter into me, as I am full of the Holy Spirit being in His covenant, but still I sin.
I see His face, His hands, His eyes as He is on the cross. I see His overwhelming love and am driven to tears. I feel His Love, His Grace, His Mercy, wash over me - and my heart falls into repentance - again. I feel His Light change my night to day. And again I am in communion with Him.
“You’ve no idea how much I have looked forward to eating this Passover meal with you before I enter my time of suffering. It’s the last one I’ll eat until we all eat it together in the kingdom of God.”(Luke 22:15-16)
How He "looks forward" to being with me in communion.