The following is from “No Wonder They Call Him Savior” from Max Lucado. I highly recommend the book & wanted to share his thoughts here with you.
While Jesus was climbing up the hill of Calvary, Judas was climbing another hill—the hill of regret.
He walked it alone. Its trail was rock-strewn with shame and hurt. Its landscape was as barren as his soul. Thorns of remorse tore at his ankles and calves. The lips that had kissed a king were cracked with grief. And on his shoulders he bore a burden that bowed his back—his own failure.
Why Judas betrayed his master is really not important. Whether motivated by anger or greed, the end result was the same—regret.
A few years ago I visited the Supreme Court. As I sat in the visitors’ chambers, I observed the splendor of the scene. The chief justice was flanked by his colleagues. Robed in honor, they were the apex of justice. They represented the efforts of countless minds through thousands of decades. Here was man’s best effort to deal with his own failures.