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He went out and made His way as usual to the Mount of Olives, and the disciples followed Him.  When He reached the place, He told them, “Pray that you may not enter into temptation.”  Then He withdrew from them about a stone’s throw, knelt down, and began to pray,  “Father, if You are willing, take this cup away from Me–nevertheless, not My will, but Yours, be done.”  Luke 22:39-42 HCSB

The evening had come, the supper partaken.  
The sounds from the city wide festivities created a background noise in the room, which seemed to echo the history rehearsed at the table.  This night, would embed itself into the minds of the disciples as nothing else, until the cross.  From the water trickling over their feet as Jesus knelt before them, to the dipping of the bread, —as each word spoken by Him would hang in the air- they would soon see Him on the cross.
But before the cross, came the garden.  The place they must have gone time and time again for rest, relaxation.  A familiar place that perhaps had peaceful memories, but tonight- their failure to be watchful, would haunt their hearts.
They are weary.  And who could blame them?  The sun beating down, walking for miles and miles, days on end, that is wearying enough.  But now, the temperature is cooler and with appetites satiated, they seem carefree.  The dangers Jesus had spoken of earlier–now a distant conversation as they joy in the songs and being with Him alone, rather than sharing His presence with thousands.
Their eyes adjusted to the moonlit night in such a way that they have no difficulty seeing where they are going.  They find a comforting spot to rest as He instructs, “pray that you might not enter into temptation”.
That seems to be the struggle with many.  I know I struggle with praying–not the words so much, as the purpose of getting away with Jesus.  I let too many hindrances take rule in that area.  My attention gets diverted by the activities of so many things going on at one time– and I succumb to the busy rather than the quiet He instructs…. “pray that you might not enter into temptation.”
And pages before we found Martha–she was busy about some good things–necessary things, but Mary…Mary had chosen the better.  Jesus confirmed it.  The better.
There are things that clamor daily for our attention.  Yours and mine.  And more often than not, I let the wrong thing rule.  
The better thing is to come aside with Him in the garden, pray with Him.  But here I sit, asleep.  You too maybe?
I have watched and participated in many Passion Plays –and with each one, rehearsing the story over and over, reading it for myself from the thin pages of my Bible, I could see it unfold.  Yet, we tell the PG rated version– because in reality, our minds and eyes couldn’t not handle the full truth of the passion of Jesus Christ.
I remember watching the movie, “The Passion of The Christ” in a theater, and left that night in such anguish.  I could hear people all over the theater sobbing– and I did my best to hold in as much as I could–but my guts clinched and my tears ran like rivers, as I watched-what was more like the truth of what Jesus actually endured that night.  We can’t fully know.  We couldn’t handle fully knowing. 
When we left the theater that night, neither one of us could speak for what seemed like hours.  Conversation seemed trivial.  It was as if what He had done for humanity had come home in our hearts.  And we would never be the same.
Today, Saturday– I know He’s at the right hand of The Father, forever making intercession–but THAT Saturday, His disciples were mourning–they were remembering…
“Pray, that you might not enter into temptation”….

© 2015 Angie Knight- The Knightly News. All rights reserved.

Photography credit:  © Beverly M. Anderson.  Mount of Olives 2013.  Used by permission.  All rights reserved.

We, Barabbas

This happens all too frequently.

I’m ready for sleep, but my mind isn’t quite there.

The past few days my mind has wandered to the happenings over 2000 years ago that changed my life forever–and in fact, changed yours.  

You and I are indeed the Barabbas that the 3rd cross was intended for.  My mind rambled over that tonight in reading–trying to get my mind to go to sleep…but when I read of what I’ve heard, read and been taught over and over my entire “knowing” life, I experienced a spiritual intake of breath.

The 3rd cross was intended for Barabbas…he was one of the 3 to be crucified that day–yet, he was set free…and The One chosen, Who so chose, to give freely His own self, died in his stead.  In my stead.  In yours too.

The 3rd cross that day was meant for Barabbas–as a notorious criminal…he was known far and wide, I suspect.  

Do you think he hung around that day to watch as The One chosen to hang in his place walked willingly, albeit with much difficulty–so much so that another, named Simon, had to be called upon for assistance in the journey up the hill….

Do you think he cringed?  Barabbas I mean–when he saw, as Jesus passed him by, if indeed Barabbas merged into the vicious throng of people, the beaten and bloodied body of a Man unlike any man he’d ever seen…eyes that saw through you….ears that heard the heart before the lips uttered a sound–and even when they didn’t…Do you think Barabbas looked into His eyes?

Today the grave has been silent all day.  

I thought of that first thing this morning.  Wondered at the weeping women.

I remember all too well the feeling of grief.  It is a feeling beyond description–yet all day today, over 2000 years ago, while every single detail of the day may not be known, I speculate that as they prepared the spices and the oils to anoint His body, they wiped tears throughout the process. (Luke 23:56)  

I imagine that they comforted one another with words…remembering miracles that He performed…and possibly even wondered silently among themselves, “why He had not done what they thought He should have done”…

How often do we wonder the same thing about situations in our life…“Why does He not do what we THINK He should do?”…

Because —there is a purpose greater than our vision can see–greater than our finite minds can comprehend…and it will bring Him all the glory.  

I wonder what Barabbas thought when the earth shook?  When darkness fell at an untimely hour that day…

There is something we need to remember….

HE has the plan for each life…no matter who you are or what you are–OR where you are.

God says, “At the time I have planned,
    I will bring justice against the wicked.
When the earth quakes and its people live in turmoil,
    I am the one who keeps its foundations firm.

Psalm 75:2-3 NLT

If your life today, seems like turmoil….feels like darkness has covered up all the light…
If there seems no miracle in sight–and no news of goodness travels to your ears…

Don’t lose hope.

Don’t give up.

Christ is NOT in the grave.

The 3rd day made all the difference in the World…for the World!

We, the Barabbas in each of us has been given the chance to LIVE…Eternally–if we Believe, confess and LIVE our lives for HIM…

Believe today.

14 And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up, 15 that whoever believes in Him should not perish but<sup class="footnote" style="font-size: 0.65em; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: top;" value="[b]”>[bhave eternal life. 16 For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. 17 For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved.
18 “He who believes in Him is not condemned; but he who does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God.  John 3:14-18 NKJV

Three Sisters.  Easter morning (too many years ago to count)

He is RISEN!

He is Risen INDEED!

© Angie Knight- The Knightly News