Posted in Through the Bible Devotions

Sweet (sleepy) hour of prayer

Some “through the Bible” thoughts from Matthew 26.

“So, could you not watch with me one hour?” (Matthew 26:41)

The disciples snooze as Jesus prays in the garden of Gethsemane. What do you think? Is an hour of prayer a long time or a short time?

I guess it depends. I’ve tried to listen and keep my focus as someone said a long, involved prayer before we sat down to eat a meal. The prayer went far beyond, thanking God for food, and the friends who were gathered, praying for healing, peace, church, and numerous other issues. Those five minutes seemed like a very long time to me.

On the other hand, I remember taking tests that had a one hour time limit. That hour passed by so quickly. I could’ve used a little more time to go back over some of my answer answers.

At the airport, a one hour flight delay seems to take forever. I wander around get some coffee find a snack and still have 15 minutes to wait.

When we’re driving somewhere small voices from the backseat say how long till we get there? There are lots of grounds when I say an hour. Even though I might know where I’m going, I’ll bring the GPS up on the screen so it can tell them how much farther we have to go.

Some people feel the need to include some doctrine statements in their prayers, probably more for the benefit of those listening. We want to make sure that people know what it is that we believe. To me that seems kind of redundant, since God knows what I believe.

In conjunction with a fundraising effort for sanctuary, our church had a 24 hour prayer vigil. People signed up for an hour slot and came to the church to pray, as we suck God‘s blessings not just for a new building, but our church’s ministry. Not many people wanted to be there between three and four in the morning, so that’s the slot that I took. I have to to admit it seemed like a very long hour to me.

I guess that’s because I tend to get to the point. When I’m called upon to pray before a meal or to begin or close a Bible class, I generally say what I can in one breath. I can usually capture the essence of my thoughts in 20 words or less. But that’s just me.

But the same token an hour of prayer doesn’t have to consist of your words. That sweet hour of prayer could also involve reading God’s word, hearing God’s word, thinking about God’s word, and listening. I believe we pay attention to God‘s half of the conversation when we pray. I do find that hour in the morning of reading my Bible, journaling, praying, thinking, and planning my day does go by pretty quickly.

Posted in holy week

Thoughts on Thursday of Holy Week: the hardest prayer?

Thursday is a busy day. After he eats the Passover and institutes the Lord’s Supper, Jesus prays in the Garden of Gethsemane.

“And going a little farther [Jesus] fell on his face and prayed, saying, ‘My Father, if it be possible, let this cup pass from me; nevertheless not as I will, but as you will.’” (Matthew 26:39)

Sorrowful and troubled, Jesus prays one of the hardest prayers anyone could speak: “Father…your will be done.” (Matthew 6:9,10)

We pray those words without hesitation or struggle anytime we speak the Lord’s Prayer. Do we consider the gravity of those words? Is that what we really want? Are we willing to set aside our desires and let God map out our future? Are we willing to let the Lord fill up our calendars?

It depends. Do you trust him? Do you trust that he cares about you and will take care of you? If so, then go for it. Pray these words boldly.

If not, then consider Jesus’s prayer that night. He yields to his father’s will because of his great love for you. There is no greater expression of love than Jesus giving up his life for us. Yes, he cares.

Just pause before you pray, “Your will be done.” Think about Jesus’s words. Think about how much he cares. Think about how much he wants you to live.

Posted in Israel, Travel

Israel (Day 5)

We hit the ground running at 7:30 and got a bird’s eye view tour of Jerusalem from the Mount of Olives.

Garden of Gethsemane

To save a little time (and energy) we drove the Palm Sunday walk to the Garden of Gethsemane. I led a communion service there for our group. I’ve done it hundreds of times, but never “on site” before. What a great experience!

Pool at Bethesda. You can see one of the seven colonnades.

St. Anne’s

From there we entered the old city of Jerusalem through the Lion’s Gate. We first stopped at St. Anne’s church and the Pool of Bethesda. Amazing excavations brought the story of John 5 to life. In St. Anne’s we sang a few songs (everyone knew “Jesus Lives Me” and the Doxology) in a place with remarkable acoustics. The hang time of each phrase lasted at least five seconds. I did a verse of “Of the Father’s Live Begotten” because you can’t take the Seminary Kantorei out of the kid.

A very crowded Via Dolorosa

Beginning at Pilates judgment hall we then walked the Via Dolorosa past the fourteen stations of the cross. This path takes you up and down through a maze of churches, shrines, and markets jam-packed with people of who knows how many nationalities.

The place where Jesus died on the cross

We finally arrived at the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, within which are one tradition’s location of Jesus’ crucifixion and burial. The line to see that last station was three to fours long. We plan on going back there on our free day.

The stone of anointment, where Jesus’ body was prepared for burial.

Today was also our day to go to Bethlehem. Our Israeli tour guide handed us off to an Arab tour guide for this part of the trip. We first stopped at a great restaurant for lunch of schwarma. We also spent a little time at a store selling olive wood carvings. We got a few gifts there, but many of the items were way up there in price.

Church of the Nativity

Inside the church of the Nativity. Long line to the right.

We got onto a smaller bus that took us up to the Church of the Nativity, but not after backing over a concrete barrier. This driver was definitely on the wild side. But then again, so was everyone else on the road.

The wait to see one traditional birth place of Jesus was two hours, and most of our group didn’t want to do that. The rest of the church was either under construction or not open to the public. So we really didn’t see much there. I wasn’t impressed by the town of Bethlehem at all.

Overall it was an up and down day. In some spots I saw more than I expected. In others I saw less. But we were right there where it all happened.