Face Down On The Ground
Throw me into the hands of angry sinners. Has not every man felt thrown into reprobate hands? "Father I beg of you...take the cup of suffering away from me". I've been wallowing in my own olive garden, counting the tears that stream down my face. I've been weeping over my losses and the tribulations I must face. What a glorious depiction of such agony. This is truly a beautiful painting of "horror" and "distress", an inaccurate illustration of a man conjured to be a new man over time. This man crushed with such an amount of grief that he
I count five hundred and thirty one tears. See, my betrayer is here!" Mark 14. "Everything is possible for you, Lord. If the definition of being Christian is being Christ-like than I have never been more Christian. "Stay awake and watch with me even one hour", Christ begs. Here I lay face down on my olive garden trying to rise to my knees. I've been thrown into emptiness and solitude just as Christ was. " He went on a little farther and fell face down on the ground. Is this the only solution for sin? Is this the messiah inaccurately portrayed on his knees peacefully praying? It is too easy to relate to such a Godly figure. would rather die, but yet a man claiming honors that belong properly only to God himself. I, the Son of Man, am betrayed into the hands of sinners.
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