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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Garden of Gethsemane While Jesus was on earth, all creation felt His presence and for a short interval of time, it breathed a sigh of relief, for the Creator of Heaven and Earth had come into its view and for Him to impart of His perfect peace. But in the stillness of the night, somehow it seemed the grass beneath His feet began to shudder and the trees quaked with terrifying fear, for all creation was entwined with Him in great turmoil while their Master shed great drops of blood and tears. There were myriads of angels that came and went in these moments ministering to the Bishop of our soul, and the devil tried with all his might to kill Him there but the Master of His life would not let go. At one point of time when the trial was so intense He cried, “Father if it be Thy will, from Me let this cup pass”, but then He added, “Not My will, Father, but Thine be done” and the Father gave Him the strength to last. So He continued on His journey with added strength for the joy set before Him and this is also what each of us must do, fixing our eyes on the Master of Glory and what He has prepared up in Heaven for me and for you. We all have our “Gethsemane” moments in this life though for certain not as severe as His, because He paid the greatest of price for His dear children so with Him we could eternally live. And now, as I reflect upon Your agony sweet Jesus and in that garden how You suffered so tremendously for me, I gratefully come to this conclusion, my Lord help me to follow You and finish my course no matter what the price might be. Written by: Marilyn S. Jennings
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