Jesus washed the feet of Judas who would betray him and fed the crowd that would curse him as a blasphemer. He loved people who hated him. But why did they reject him? Because he loved them. Sin cannot be explained. Pride, hatred, and violence are incomprehensible rejections of God. Instead of humbly receiving God's love and imitating his example, we would rather do as we please. I've gone to therapy to try to understand why some people didn't want to be my friends. I received valuable insights, and their wisdom has helped me become a better friend. But no one ever said, "It's not your fault. They hate you because they hate God." If Jesus had never come, we could have kept pretending that we were good with God because we checked the religious boxes. But after his arrival, there's a divide. Either we wholeheartedly love Jesus and our neighbor, or we're confronted by our stingy selfishness. It's unbearable to be held accountable. So, we push God and anyone who reminds us of him away. Jesus is preparing his friends to be insulted, rejected, beaten, and even martyred. He's telling us: This isn't about you. It's because you look like me. I deal with this at dinner parties. Globally, hundreds of millions of Christians are discriminated against, attacked, or even killed for their faith. In college, a guy with a megaphone showed up outside the Frazier Jelke Science Center so he could berate everyone with hateful, judgmental messages about God's wrath. Nearly everyone walked by. A few people actually stopped and tried to help him. But when I respectfully raised arguments about God's existence in my philosophy seminars, I'd see other students snicker. Yet Jesus promises that anyone who would have listened to him will listen to us, too. So, we keep washing feet and trusting God will take care of the rest.