They walked in the garden together. Supper was over and the night they would never forget was closing in.
They were all tired and needed some sleep, but one of them still had a burden that could not be put to rest. The Teacher looked in the faces of his friends and then asked them to stay where they were and wait, while He walked on ahead.
He needed to be alone now. Little did the others know just how alone their Teacher would be before that night was over. But just now He must be alone in prayer with His Father. He asked his friends to pray as they were waiting for his return - not just wait - but wait and pray.
this night I'll pay.
After a while He rose and went back to the disciples. They were asleep.
They missed so much! They had no idea what our Savior suffered for them. They didn't see his struggles. They did not hear his plea. How could they know?
If we ignore this part of the story we will miss much as well. We won’t see what Jesus, God's Son, suffered for us during those hours in the garden. There was more suffering ahead, but in these scriptures we see Jesus’ humanity, and in that humanity we see his love and pain so vividly.
If we read Matthew 26:36 - 46 or Mark 14:32 – 41 we will respond with gratitude as well as sadness.
All too often we don't see the full impact of our choices until after the results are in. It's not an excuse, just a recognition that the disciples didn't (couldn't) anticipate the events that were about to unfold. If they knew, I imagine they would have done it differently. (Just like a quarterback would make a different play if he knew that the pass was going to be intercepted!)
ReplyDeleteOne thing that strikes me about this is that the disciples, while walking along with Jesus, were not that different than us. Their fully human characteristics are on display. As an example, Peter who said he would not deny Jesus - did just that. The stories unfolded in just the way they needed to so that we can appreciate the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus - and the awesome gift that he has given us.
Love your writings Mom