My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death.
In the place called Gethsemane, Peter, James and John stood watch while Jesus fell to the ground and prayed. One friend had betrayed him, another about to deny him, a night and day of humiliation, torture and death before him. And Jesus’ soul was overwhelmed.
Reading this passage this morning, it dawned on me that Jesus must have been physically drained as he headed to the garden. When you consider the events of that week, it’s not surprising. His three disciples could not even keep their eyes open; time and again the heaviness of sleep overcame them. Jesus must have been exhausted too… and yet no sleep would come until he closed his eyes in victory on the cross. Tired, and yet his work not yet begun.
Physically weary, emotionally shaken. And yet, at this critical crossroads, the gospel writes about something much deeper – his soul.
I wonder if I could get to a point where my soul is overwhelmed by anything… joy, love, sorrow, grief. Perhaps to reach your “all” you first need to go all in.
Love the Lord your God with all your soul.
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3 comments:
This is so insightful Ed. Thanks for highlighting this.. something I will ponder today.
this is a lot to think about.
thanks
bob/nancy - thank you for stopping by, i appreciate your encouraging words
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