Dear Man of Sorrows,Thank you for Gethsemane. For a place to go when there's no place to go but God. For a place to pray. And to cry. And to find out who I really am underneath the rhetoric.I know that sometime, somewhere, some type of Gethsemane awaits me. Just as it did you. I know that someday a dark night will fall upon my soul. Just as it did yours. But I shudder to think about it. about the darkness and the aloneness and the despair.Prepare me for that dark night, Lord. Prepare me now by helping me realize that although Gethsemane is the most terrifying of places, it is also the most tranquil. The terror comes in realizing I am not in control of my life or the lives of those I love. The tranquility comes in realizing that you are.Help me when it is dark and I am alone and afraid. Help me to put my trembling hand in yours and trust you with my life. And with the lives of those I love. Someday I know I will wrestle with circumstances that are beyond my control, that some sort of suffering will pin me to the cold, hard ground. When that happens, Lord Jesus, help me to realize that the victories of heaven are the defeats of the human soul. And that my strength is not found in how courageously I struggle but in how completely I surrender...(Moments with the Savior)
A prayer I've made my own
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