Gethsemane #SonlifeIsrael2017

We walked from the Upper Room to the Garden of Gethsemane just as Jesus and his disciples would have done after the last supper. We took some time to walk through and observe the Basilica of the Agony Church and the eight very old olive trees that tourists typically associate with the Garden of Gethsemane. 

After spending a small amount of time there, we crossed the street to another small, beautiful olive tree area (which I affectionately refer to in my mind as the Olive Garden), and we took some time to spread out and just be with the Father. 

It is hard to imagine what Jesus was feeling in the Garden of Gethsemane as he poured his heart out to the Father in prayer. Agony is probably the most fitting word. It seems to me that in this all-important moment, he did exactly what he always did. He turned to the Father in prayer and submitted himself to the Father’s will. 

I want that to be my posture through life. 

Never forget in the darkness what God has spoken in the light.