Showing posts with label Luke 22:39-45. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Luke 22:39-45. Show all posts

Sunday, February 27, 2022

The garden at night


After Luke 22:39-45
 

He withdraws into the garden,

separates himself from the rest,

a stone’s throw away, close

but with space, with privacy,

for prayer.

Alone,

the most alone for all time.

He knows the cup is 

before him;

if it were his choice,

he’d refuse it, have it

removed, have it

taken away.

But it is not his choice;

the cup remains. Even as 

the angel comes

to strengthen,

to bring him strength.

he prays in agony,

agony of spirit,

agony of heart,

agony of mind,

agony of soul,

agony sufficient

to draw blood.

 

Photograph by Olivier Miche via Unsplash. Used with permission.

Friday, February 25, 2022

Short statement


After Luke 22:39-45
 

It is a short statement

he makes, as the end

draws near and disciples

gather round, a simple

statement that he is

to be counted among

the transgressors, he is

to be numbered among

the criminals.

Transgressors and

criminals often face

death. But here, 

in this court case, 

the sentence will be

meted out to fulfill

the prophecy, to fulfill

the word of the prophet:

he poured out his soul

to death,

he bore the sin of many

to death.

 

Photograph by Markus Spiske via Unsplash. Used with permission.

Sunday, February 20, 2022

Arms and the man


After Luke 22:39-45
 

They were armed.

We should know that,

after all, a servant’s ear

was cut off in the garden,

but it seems a surprise

to consider that disciples

carried arms, swords,

mentioned (both times)

in or near the garden,

the beginning of the end

of the beginning. Disciples

carried weapons. Why is

that so surprising to know

that they were armed,

likely for protection?

Perhaps because he

approved.

 

Photograph by Andre Pfeifer via Unsplash. Used with permission.