Then Jesus went with His disciples to a place called Gethsemane, and He said to them,
“Sit here while I got over there and pray.
He took Peter and the two sons of Zebedee along with Him…”
A new year has arrived. Where has Jesus placed you in His garden?
Entering the Garden of Gethsemane (also described as an olive grove located in the Kidron Valley, John 18:1), Jesus took the remaining eleven of His disciples and told them to sit. For reasons known only to Him, He then selected Peter, James and John to follow Him “over there” (vs 36) to pray.
Depending on which group Jesus relegated me to, I would have likely asked one of two things.
Either, “Hey. What about me?”
Or, “Wh-wh-where is there?”
And why were only some of Jesus’ disciples chosen to accompany Him?
Why those three men? Had they somehow earned greater status? Maybe they required closer scrutiny?
Much unlike Jesus, occasionally my momma’s heart becomes inclined toward one kid over another …
“Thank you so much, Mom!”
“You look beautiful.” (This always works)
Back to the Garden.
If Jesus calls me to sit, it should be wholly satisfying to know I’ve been chosen to join fellow garden dwellers whose names are also found in the book of life and won’t be tossed into the lake of fire. (Revelation 20:15)
Much can be accomplished by “sitting”, though it won’t make for a cool social media post.
Me on a rock. In an olive grove? Doing what appears to be…nothing? That won’t score many “likes”.
But could be God knows I’d do a far better job of sitting than a restless or easily agitated sort. My place in the garden isn’t about me anyway. It’s about Him, placing His child in best position to further His purpose.
This garden I call earth is merely a mammoth mission field with unlimited opportunity between the first garden (Eden) and the eternal one.
When He tells me to sit, I ought to sit. And when He tells me to go ‘over there”, I ought to go.
Obedience to His directive could result in other names being added to the Lamb’s book of life, spared from the dreaded lake of fire.
Even if I don’t know His reasons for where He places me in the garden, I can always trust His heart.
Has God ever called you to take a posture you felt served no purpose? Please share. I’d love to hear how you handled the assignment.