Resigned To Die

jesus-gloryThen He came the third time and said to them, “Are you still sleeping and resting? It is enough! The hour has come; behold, the Son of Man is being betrayed into the hands of sinners. Rise, let us be going. See, My betrayer is at hand.” (Mark 14:41-42)

Resigned To Die

There was a moment in the final hours of Jesus’ life that He knew everything His Father had planned to happen was going to take place. Long past the time in eternal glory when the scheme of redemption was revealed and many years following His incarnation as a man on earth the Son of God stared down at three wearied men fast asleep and knew the moment of horrific suffering had begun. Jesus had frequently talked about His suffering in Jerusalem at the hands of the Jews. During the feast of the Passover the Lord explained how the bread represented His broken body and the fruit of the vine His blood. Assuring the eleven as they walked to Gethsemane He explained How He must go away so the Helper could come. Arriving at His place of prayer Jesus took Peter, James and John a short distance away from the others for deep prayer to His Father. It was here He anguished in soul for the cup He was about to bear. Three times He pleaded with the Father to let the cup pass or another way to be found but none was granted. Knowing Judas was coming with a large contingency of soldiers and Jewish leaders the moment arrived for Jesus.

“It is enough, the hour has come.” Creation took a breath anticipating what was about to happen. Angels became silent as they witnessed God’s Son arrested, bound and beaten. They watched in horror as the puny created things spit in the face of Jesus, slapped Him and beat Him about the head. The Heavenly host gasped as God was dragged away to a place called Golgotha and nailed to a tree. Incredibly, they watched Him die and enter Paradise. It was in the garden at the moment that all the Father had desired of His Son for the redemption of man was realized leading up to most awful death of Jesus. He knew the time had come. He knew the suffering would be intense. He understood the cup must be accepted so that man could live. Looking down at the wearied faces of Peter, James and John the heart of Jesus knew why He had come.

The picture of the three sleeping disciples was the decisive moment. Man was weak. He could not endure the sufferings needed for redemption. Jesus had asked the three to remain vigilant for His cause but they failed. While the spirit was willing there was no strength in the flesh. Judas had forsaken the Lord for thirty pieces of silver and would bring a band of men to the garden to arrest Him. Death was coming. No one could defend the Lord. His disciples would forsake Him. Peter would deny Him. The hour of His suffering had come. His moment of glory was upon Him. “It is enough.”

There is no language that can tell the grief filling the heart of Jesus as He knew He was about to die. He understood and He was willing to give His life for three sleeping men and for all of humanity. His hour had come and He offered His life so that all men could live. In our feeble and contrite hearts dear Lord we thank you for that moment of truth when You fully accepted the will of the Father and – while having the power to call twelve leagues of angels to defend you – love overshadowed your heart and you willingly suffered death on a cross so that I could bask in the glory of eternal life. When that moment comes in my life when I feel the bonds of mortal flesh ebb to the eternal shores of time – may I have the courage to say with my Lord: “It is enough. The hour is come.”

The hope of dying is the only thing that keeps me alive. (Vance Havner; 1901-1986)

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