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Sunday Sermon - 3/24/02
My Prayer - Luke 22:42


My Prayer

Father, if Thou art willing, remove this cup from Me; yet not My will, but Thine be done” (Luke 22:42)

There is a cry within the heart of humanity: Why didn't God answer MY prayer?  MY need.  "My hope is lost", is a shout within, and life may well become a time of relentless "hanging-on" by the one who did not get “their” answer to prayer. The tense person you see in the next pew at church, or the neighbor who yells at your child may be one of them.  Many are people who have LOVED the Lord, and conclude, "I know God is OK; so something must be wrong with ME."  Some at that point turn away altogether, into lives of bitterness and disappointment.

Others enter into lives of self-destructive behavior, but the anger is only partly at themselves.  It's also at God, who "allowed me to be this way!"  Sometimes the anger is directed outward, toward others.  "Why don't they do things better?  Why can't they ever learn?"

Several times in the last few days, different persons have asked different versions of the question for today, and for them, "answers" aren't what’s needed.  Sometimes, the person is just too upset.  We need a responsive ear - and lots of prayer.

The other day, I was on my way to someplace or other, and managed to hear just a bit of a sermon by Pastor Don McClure.  I have no idea what the whole talk was about, but the Scripture was ours for this morning.

His words were about Jesus and the time when the Father said “No” to the Son’s prayer.  A couple of years ago, we were in the Garden of Gethsemene, and were intrigued when Ellen the tour guide told us that some of the olive trees we saw, were over 2000 years old.  That means Jesus touched those same trees, during that brief time in the Garden.

When He brushed past those trees, which would have been saplings at the time, He was in agony and likely did not notice them at all.  His attention was on the need at hand.  Only it wasn't precisely HIS need that was being experienced.  It was the need of those disciples who were supposed to pray with Him but kept falling asleep.  Trouble was coming and much prayer was needed.  He was concerned about your need and mine, 2000 years before we even existed.  The disciples were sinners; we are sinners and Jesus was about to deal with our redemption, once and for all.  He was ALONE in this great need!

Jesus cried out, “Father, if Thou art willing, remove this cup from Me; yet not My will, but Thine be done” (Luke 22:42).  An angel was given to strengthen Him, and He responded by praying even more earnestly.  The stress of the moment became very great, to the extent that blood was forced through His pores, which mingled with His sweat (Luke 22:43-44).  The answer to His prayer, “remove this cup from Me,” was “NO”, for even at that moment, Judas Iscariot was leading a multitude of men toward our Lord.

A great prayer in the church is for the needs of others, and it goes something like this:  "Lord, what's WRONG with Your people?  Why are they (we) so self-centered?  We only have a few short years on this earth, and yet - such shallowness!  Even the "spiritual" ones think only of themselves..." and so on.  The concern is so great that some LEAVE the church, rather than be surrounded by shallow people who do nothing of significance for anyone; not even for themselves.

And there’s truth in that observation.  The church is like a hospital, a place for both sickness and healing.  Sickness starts with an "S", and so does "Sin," along with "Shallowness", "Selfishness" and "Self-centeredness."  We need our Savior to give us another "S" word: "Servanthood".  And He will, if you will spend some time with one more "S" idea:  Learn to "Be Still” before Him, “and know that (He) is God" (Psalm 46:10).  He has much in store for those you are praying for – and for you!

There comes a time for each one, when we understand that it's all true - the church, the body of Christ is like a pack of mice in God's pantry.  We shouldn't be there, and wouldn't be, except for the grace of God.  We might squeak at the mouse next to us and complain that he is eating the King's "bread", but then, it's obvious that one way or another, we've been doing the same thing.  The good news is that Jesus Christ, the Son of God, became a "mouse" like us, and came into the "pantry" too.  He died a terrible death in a Mouse Trap that was really set for you and me.  We ate the "cheese" and the "bread" and everything else we could get our little paws on, and He died because of what we did.  Then another miracle: He's ALIVE and we can be, too – in Him.

We're all sinners, in need of the grace of God and all of us fall short of His glory.  We lack LIFE in the sight of God, but we can have that life and more, if we trust in the One who set us free.  Don't look at your brother, your sister - look at Him, look to Jesus, and you will find He is looking at you, waiting patiently to touch you with a greater love.  "Be still and know that I am God" (Psalm 46:10).  He says - Do you hear Me?  "Abide in Me" (John 15:4), He whispers.  Listen and you will hear His Word.  Then, when the “plank” ("the four by six" as Pastor Chuck Smith calls it) in your eye has been taken out, “you will be able to see clearly to remove the speck out of your brother's eye” (Matthew 7:1-5). 

He wants to USE you in His kingdom!  He will place you remarkably in His service!  He’ll wondrously take your life and make it COUNT for the kingdom of God!  He will RESPOND to your prayers.  But first, come a little closer to our Savior.  Trust in Him that He knows what He was doing when He selected that person in the next pew.  And when YOU have received Him in ways you never expected before, He will use the warmth of your love to melt the ice that is locked around the heart of your neighbor.

Father, I come to You now.  Forgive me, Lord.  Show me what it means to “abide” in Christ.  Whatever it takes, let me trust in You.  In Jesus Name.  Amen.


Ron Beckham, Pastor
Friday Study Ministries
www.fridaystudy.org
Ron@fridaystudy.org
 

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