“…could ye not watch with me…?” from Matthew 26:40
It was the blackest of night, its cruel hours dragging as Jesus wrestled with the cup. At the meal He had dipped into the vessel, rubbing his hand against treasonous flesh. “Would be good you had never been born, Judas.”
After supper, He broke the bread and offered the cup–this is My body, you know–someone selected a hymn, and into the cool evening air Jesus and His men lifted their voices. Envision that touching scene if you can… and then those burly, unkempt men stumbled into the night and their Leader led them to Gethsemane.
He picked a spot. “Sit here,” he spoke to his disciples save for the three who would go deeper into the vale with Him. “I go to pray.”
And said to the three as He led them further, “…my soul is exceeding sorrowful…watch with me.”
Watch with me is the cry of all humanity; be with me, understand me, sit beside my bed, hold my hand, put your arm around my shoulder, stand by as I walk the final road…watch with me.
I have an extremely touching story here of a young Chinese man, who is horribly disfigured because of very large facial tumors. I was so touched when I saw his story–not only because of his plight–but because of the caring people who surround this young man and who attend him. His first operation has relieved him greatly, but he faces many more surgeries. Let me warn you the pictures are extremely graphic, but are very moving. I do not recommend that children view this video.
Our world is screaming for attention, for help…for someone to sit inside their raveled lives…and watch with them. When they’re ugly, we must watch, when they’re mean and disoriented, we must watch, when they’re arrogant and testy, we must watch, when they’re sick, broken, disheartened, disillusioned, addicted…we must watch with them.
The link is here. Remember, it is very graphic.