At the Garden of Gethsemane
As I sit and meditate on the love Jesus has shown me over the last several years, my mind wanders to the Garden –not a garden, but the Garden of Gethsemane. The Garden of Gethsemane is an olive tree garden, where in Jesus’ day olives were plucked and then pressed for their precious commodity of oil. Let the symbolism of an olive being pressed linger in your mind. It was no coincidence that here Jesus came to pray prior to the crucifixion.
When contemplating Christ’s love for the world, we tend to focus on the Cross, and how Jesus bore our sins the day of His death. Though that day is marvelous within its own right – go with me to the Garden. This is the place we associate with distress and agony as He came to speak with the Father concerning all that was about to happen.
Then Jesus went with them to the olive grove called Gethsemane, and he said, “Sit here while I go over there to pray.” He took Peter and Zebedee’s two sons, James and John, and he became anguished and distressed. He told them, “My soul is crushed with grief to the point of death. Stay here and keep watch with me.” Matthew 26:36-38 NLT