Reflection: Thursday Night: In the Garden
I don’t know why, but I’ve always found Jesus’ full humanity and frailty at Gethsemane so comforting. I guess it’s because so often Jesus just seems super-human, perhaps at times even un-relatable. But there’s a vulnerability and raw honesty, a wrestling with the isolation and agony of his mission ahead that’s so … human.
That’s the paradox for me: at the moment Jesus is most alone, on a road no one else can ever take, I feel closest to him.
Prayer: Jesus, thank you that there is no where you will lead me that you haven’t been.