The called ones were asked to pray, yet lids collapsed over eyes, and instead of mouths speaking prayer, their minds drifted into dreams. Two times Jesus asked and they slept.
"And He came the third time, and said to them, 'Are you still sleeping and resting? It is enough; the hour has come; behold, the Son of Man is being betrayed into the hands of sinners.'"
He had taught them for three years, and this night, they had followed him to the garden. This God-Man who ran counter to the world would someday sit on a throne. Wasn’t this a Passover excursion to pray in the night with the Teacher? Tomorrow would there not be more multitudes to feed by the sea?
But Jesus' words splintered the night, “It is enough---” enough miracles, enough parables, enough teaching these Learners what they only would understand when they witnessed "things which eye has not seen and ear has not heard, and which have not entered the heart of man, all that God has prepared for those who love him."
They had heard him say it with their ears, but reality had not entered their hearts as to what God had prepared for His Son. Jesus would die. He would give His life away.
The eternal clock's hand moved to the time at hand---the appointed time. The betrayer kissed, the sleepers scattered.
Just hours before, worshipers called “Come now!” They fanned shouts of adoration with their fronds, giving Him a king's welcome.
Now withered leaves line the path, out to the hill He stumbled. The Lamb of God, burdened with a splintered cross, fell under its weight. The time had come for the thorn-crowned King to take His appointed place, to die the appointed death. "It is finished," the final words from lips that had laid aside their glory.
And it was enough.
Enough pure blood for stains of sin,
Enough that we might live again.
Enough took the Father's wrath,
Enough our healing stripped from His back.
Enough to overcome our pain, our sinful nature and our shame.
Enough to cast aside lawlessness,
Enough for unbelief, unrighteousness.
Enough to rip the veil in to
To be The Way for the few
Who call His Name, recite their guilt
Call out for Love to come and fill.
( Scripture from NASB---Mark 14:41; I Corin. 2:9; John 19:30)
(Repost from October 6, 2011)