Happy Thursday!
I began the reading for my class today. The Song of Solomon is really a trip. Some parts of this writing should be read
accompanied by a funeral parlor fan!
Tonight, Bruce and I kept our two little cousins. Their mom and dad needed a couple of hours of
time together. This is the family with the little girl, Tatum, who is battling
leukemia. She goes into the hospital
tomorrow for the next round of chemo. It
also happens to be her birthday. She
will be six. Please say an extra prayer
for and her family as she continues to battle this disease.
Prayer: “Thank You
for going to the Garden on my behalf.
Your struggle had eternal consequences for me. Thank You for surrendering to the Father’s
will. Help me to surrender to Your will.
Amen.”
“He
went a little farther and fell on His face, and prayed, saying, ‘O My Father,
if it is possible, let the cup pass from Me; nevertheless, not as I will, but
as You will.”
Matthew
26: 39
I have written about this passage a few times, but let us
look at it differently tonight. Let us
see what Jesus saw in that cup. Jesus
looked into that cup and saw something so horrible that he then prayed “Father,
let this cup pass from Me.” Jesus saw
evil, betrayal, separation from His Father and then combined all of these
things with our sin. The drink was so toxic that it may have seemed worse than
the horrors of the Cross. For Jesus, who
never knew sin, became sin. And yet, He
drank the cup and went to the cross in obedience to His Father, God. He bore the weight of the world on His
shoulders in the form of that Cross and prayed “Not my will, but Thy will be
done.” Jesus exchanged the bitterness of
the Cup and the horrors of the Cross so that we could have the sweet flowing of
the cup of communion we do not deserve, forever.
My friends when we pray today and we lift up our own
agony, pain, despair and separation, let
us find it within ourselves to pray to glorify our Lord by confessing “Not my
will, but Your will be done.”
Take joy in the journey.
Wear comfortable shoes and get some sleep. Let God stay awake on your behalf. Count your blessings and say your
prayers. Love you all so very much,
Bruce, Gaylene, Geni and Travis.
I
am not moved by what I see. I am not moved by what I feel. I am only moved by
what I believe and I believe God.