Their recent failures had to be still fresh wounds. Peter was probably replaying the scene- his three denials- over and over again. Each “I do not know this man” stabbing him again and again. How could he deny his friend? “I never knew him” looping over and over and over again. The other disciples, sitting in the boat with Peter, were reflecting on their own failure to stand strong. In the garden, those last, precious moments with Jesus, they spent asleep. Asleep. They failed the last...

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from saving me, so far from my cries of anguish? This is a refrain...

Nobody likes being judged. The feeling of someone casting suspicion on our behaviors or our motives can cause a great deal of conflict...