DO YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TOMORROW?
32 They were on the road, going up to Jerusalem, and Jesus was walking ahead of them; they were confused, and those who followed were afraid. He took the twelve aside again and began to tell them what was about to happen to him, 33 saying, “Watch, we are going up to Jerusalem, and the Son of Man will be handed over to the chief priests and the scribes, and they will condemn him to death; then they will hand him over to the Gentiles; 34 they will mock him, and spit upon him, and flog him, and kill him; and after three days he will be raised again.”
the other future
Most of us love imagining the bright possibilities ahead, but we instinctively turn away from the shadows. The apostles were no different. They could dream about the kingdom with ease, but the cross was another matter. It didn’t fit their hopes, their expectations, or their theology. They wanted glory without grief, triumph without tragedy.
But Jesus loved them too much to let them cling to illusions. He told them plainly—again and again—that suffering was part of the path. Not because He wanted to frighten them, but because He wanted them ready. He knew that discipleship is not a straight line upward. It is a road with both sunlight and storm, both joy and sorrow, both resurrection and crucifixion. And He wanted them to face the future with eyes open and hearts anchored.
I love time‑travel stories. We’re fascinated by what might come, but we don’t really want to know everything. Jesus doesn’t give us everything. But He gives us enough. Enough to trust Him. Enough to prepare. Enough to walk forward without fear, even when the path includes thorns.
Lord, ready us for our future—both the good things and the bad.