Prayer coming and going

I’m finding this weeks readings so intense, like reading the build up of the end of an excellent novel.  The only difference is……we know the rest of the story, and the end is only the beginning with Jesus.

I also find that at times when I read very familiar passages in the Bible I struggle to avoid breezing through because I’ve heard it so many times before.  Today when I was reading I was thankful for an insight that had never popped out at me before.

First, I noticed that Jesus left the upper room and went as usal to the Mount of Olives.  He went there to pray.  It hit me today that, he had a usual place to pray.  Then I also thought of the times in scripture when Jesus would go on the boat to pray and rest, or go from the city to a place to pray.  I visualized the picture of the rhythm and pattern of prayer in Jesus life.  Out of that pattern the angel from heaven appeared and strengthened him when he needed it most. 

I want to make the rhythm of prayer a pattern in my life.  I’m going to find my own ‘mount of olives’ and I’m also going to learn to ‘get into the boat, or walk out from the city’ to hear from my heavenly Father.

Sherri