by Patricia Sprinkle
Gethsemane is not always a garden.
It may be a dusty road that dead ends
at a coliseum full of lions
Or a soggy pillow in solitary darkness.
Gethsemane is the grotto of the silent scream
where an excruciating future
is frantically re-examined
for non-existent loopholes,
and the only rational prayer of faith is
“I need a miracle, God! Get me out of here!”
But Gethsemane is a miracle-free zone,
never depicted on posters
at God’s recruiting stations.
It is the crucible where sweat turns to blood
and fear wrestles faith
until we collapse in submission
and gasp, “Okay. Whatever you say.”
Gethsemane is faith’s ultimate classroom,
Where we learn the hardest lesson of all:
It is not all about me.
It is all about You.
- Patricia Sprinkle, April 2010 Presbyterians Today.
p.s. And never forget that miracle-free zones, with all their abandonment and loss, may become the context, the preview of the greatest miracle ever. Selah.