I’ve been thinking about yesterday’s post. And I want to make sure and say a few things.
If it came across as a plea for anyone to say nice words to me, I would be mortified.
My point is He does those things for us. He meets our deepest wounds and emotional needs. So we can turn around and offer honest community to each other. I have had those honest conversations with those I dearly love. Those beautiful, healing conversations prepared me for others I would have. They taught me more than I could ever say and I will always be grateful.
The other day I read Mark 14 verse 36:
“Abba, Father…everything is possible for you. Take this cup from me. Yet not what I will, but what you will.”
A few weeks ago a friend was honest about this verse. She said she wasn’t sure if she genuinely could say, “This is what I want” and “Not my will, but Yours” in the same sentence.
I’m not a psychologist or theologian, but it seems like we can’t get to “Not what I will, but what you will” until we’ve honestly come before Him with “This is what I want.”
Abba, take this cup from me.
I’m grateful Jesus let us in on this aspect of His relationship with His Father. Before the foundation of the world, they both knew He would come to die. Yet in the moments before His death, He honestly asked for the cup to be taken.
Unless we intentionally walk through that valley with Him – instead of check out or sweep our pain under the rug or just move on to the next thing – it is possible it’s just lip service.
Not my will but Yours only comes after Daddy, take this cup from me.