terrified and depressed

No, I’m not talking about myself. I’m talking about Jesus. My Lord and Savior. My God.

I know I’ve missed Good Friday by a couple of weeks, but this is really striking me tonight. This is possibly the most human Jesus we’ve ever seen.


I’m reading a book by C.J. Mahaney called Living the Cross Centered Life (thanks Gail!), and this chapter is “Staring into the cup—the shock of Gethsemane.” Mark’s gospel tells us that when Jesus got to Gethsemane with His disciples, “He began to be deeply distressed and troubled” (Mark 14:33). I looked it up—the Greek for deeply distressed actually means “to be struck with terror.” That’s like one moment you’re fine and the next you’ve been slapped in the face with gut-wrenching fear. Jesus experienced this? God? The One who calmed the storm when His disciples were terrified and told them they had little faith?

What about this other word—troubled? This word means “to be troubled; great distress or anguish; depressed.” This is the strongest of the Greek words for depressed. Jesus wasn’t just a little sad here; He tanked. He says it in the next verse, “My soul is overwhelmed with sorrow to the point of death.” Whoa.

Why?
Mahaney calls it “the detestable drink.” Read his words:
As Jesus lies prostrate on the ground, we overhear Him praying: “Abba, Father, all things are possible for You. Remove this cup from Me. Yet not what I will, but what You will.” He’s making this plea repeatedly. With His face to the ground, we can see sweat on His temples. He lifts His head, and His expression reveals an agony so intense that His sweat is “like great drops of blood falling down to the ground.” His words tell us why: “Remove this cup.” Jesus pleads again. In this moment, there’s no doubt what is dominating His heart and mind. ... This cup contains the full vehemence and fierceness of God’s holy wrath poured out against all sin, and we discover in Scripture that it’s intended for all of humanity to drink [Isaiah 51:17]. ... No wonder that when Jesus stares into this detestable vessel, He stumbles to the ground. That’s why there’s shuddering terror and deep distress for Him at this moment. In the crucible of human weakness He’s brought face-to-face with the abhorrent reality of bearing our iniquity and becoming the object of God’s full and furious wrath. What Jesus recoils from here is not an anticipation of the physical pain associated with crucifixion. Rather it’s a pain infinitely greater—the agony of being abandoned by His Father.

So when I am struggling in emotional or psychological pain, I need to go to Gethsemane and watch this scene. ‘Cause He gets it.

here come the robins again

So last year, this robin built a nest on my porch. I don’t want her to do it again because another robin built a nest on my security light and kept attacking me every time I tried to get in my car. So guess what? Last week I opened my front door to find a nest. So I got out my broom and knocked it down. Two days later ... another nest. Knocked it down. Yesterday—you guessed it—back again. I’m not gonna let this thing beat me!

Anybody know how to keep out a robin for good?

it’s spring in Marietta

Today I went to visit my Grandma and Aunt Ellen in Marietta. I found out that Spring has arrived! Grass is growing, trees are budding and forsythia and magnolias are blooming. It’s wonderful! I love Spring. Fresh and new. Don’t cha just love the trees when they start budding and the green is bright and almost glowing? I wish I could say this picture is from today, but it’s not. It’s my purple plum tree last year. But pretend I took it today.

And of course, it’s great to see my grandma and aunt. My aunt lives in Wisconsin and I rarely see her, so it’s always great to catch up and hear how my cousins are doing.

new web site

Hey friends: I have a new web site: behindtheart. I've moved my blog there and I would also love to have you check out my portfolio. If you have any music or graphic design needs, I may be able to help you. I won't be posting to this site anymore. Thanks!