If you are like me…the time change brought a bit of anxiety over the fact that I was going to miss out on some precious sleep. SLEEP. That is something I really enjoy. A cozy couch in front of a fire…a soft blanket…and I am nodding off in no time flat. A bed with crisp clean sheets–nice and cool to the touch, and when my tired body finds rest there–I am asleep before you can count to 100. Yeah, it takes me a while..but I do enjoy the resting time.
For the disciples, in the garden, they had none of these, yet sleep captured their minds during their time of prayer. They were tired. They knew not of the scene that would shortly unfold before their eyes. Changing their lives forever.
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