"He went up the mountainside by Himself to pray"
Jesus faced an impossible task. More than five thousand people had come to fight a battle he had not come to fight. How could he show them that he didn't come to be a king, but to be a sacrifice? How could he take their eyes off an earthly kingdom so they would see the spiritual one? How could they see the eternal when they only had eyes for the temporal?
What Jesus dreamed of doing and what he seemed about to do were separated by an impossible gulf. So Jesus prayed.
He prayed for the impossible to happen.
Maybe he didn't ask for anything. Maybe he just stood quietly in the presences of the Presence and basked in the majesty.
Maybe he lifted his head out of the confusion of earth long enough to hear the solution of Heaven. Perhaps he was reminded that hard hearts don't faze the Father. That the problem people don't perturb the Creator.
We don't know what he did or said, but we do know the result. The hill became a steppingstone; the storm became a path, the disciples saw Jesus as they had never seen him before.
During the storm, Jesus prayed. The sky darkened. The winds howled. Yet he prayed. The people grumbled. The disciples doubted. Yet he prayed. When forced to choose between the muscles of men or the mountain of prayer, he prayed.
These are the crevasses in your life that you cannot cross alone. These are the hearts in your world that you cannot change without help. These are the mountains that you cannot climb until you climb his mountain.
Pack up and climb it!! You will be amazed!
(the Devotional Bible)
In Christ,
Rick
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