In the middle of the passion experience as Jesus' emotions must have been tumultuous just below the surface, the apostles get into a fight. It sounds like mom and dad driving to a funeral for a grandparent but having to give attention to the preteens in the backseat arguing over who is sitting in who's space. Even Jesus seemed to not be able to "catch a break"; life just seems to find ways to be unfair -- even in the little things.
Actually, that is encouraging to me. Often I feel that life is supposed to follow an orderly path, like it does in all the fake movies. Yet even the Son of God did not experience life that way. Why should I expect otherwise?
The subject of the argument was who is greatest. The irony of the argument is that the one who was not debating was the obvious answer, i.e., none of the apostles was greatest, Jesus was. I wonder how much time and energy we could recover in our lives if we just recognized that fact and quit arguing over points connected with human pride.
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