Walking into the Garden He asked them to sit.
To sit, to wait, to watch over him.
He walked on, alone, to pray.
“Abba, not what I will, but what you will”.
He knew what was coming,
And knew that it was right for all.
But they knew nothing,
And fell asleep, could not watch over Him.
But were fully awake
As the kiss from the traitor
Betrayed who He was,
And He was taken from them.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A couple of years ago Our Church had set up five Stations of the Cross around the Church, I was asked to write a poem for each Station. This Easter week I am going to put one of them up each day., this is the first.
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A fine write Gold. Maybe they would have stayed awake, but their 'flesh' got too tired. Jesus says to them in one (or more?)gospel: 'The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak'.
Thank you Orchi.
I read recently that Judas needed to kiss Jesus, or give some other indication of who He was, because of Jesus' 'ordinariness', not appearing as a super-saint nor with a halo. The crowd may not have known which one was Jesus otherwise.
That was said in our sermon yesterday, he had to be specified to others.
Thanks Gold. Well, we had no sermon - ooh! The long readings took up the time.
And yet to point out a friend (or former friend?) with a kiss was despicable, outrageous, etc.
Do we have some care and thought for Judas though, later on, when he plunges into the darkness of suicide?
First class writing Andy
Thank you Michael. Much appreciated.
Great beginning to your Easter offerings!
Thank you Lorna, they are not happy offerings, not until next Sunday anyway.
Lest I forget GETHSEMENE
Lest I forget Thy Love to me
Lest I forget thine Agony
LEAD ME TO CALVARY !
Thanks for sharing ANDY ~ Holy Week
Is very special ! I love the STATIONS
of the Cross and have often participated
Yours BRIAN
Thank you Brian, they are very meaningful.
Gold,
This is a beautiful posting!
The picture is exquisite and your poem accentuates its profound meaning!
As a side note, in my Italian dialect “semane” means weeks! I find that very interesting as it being part of the word “Gethsemane”!
~Laura~
Thank you Laura.
As an aside one of my Granddaughters is at University studying French and Italian, next year she will be in Italy for a few months as part of her studies.
That is great!
Whereabouts in Italy will she be?
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