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Sorrow in the Garden

My soul is sorrowed, even unto death,
the fires within increase with every breath,
can no one stay awake to help me pray?
My friends are weak, though willing, so they say.

This cup has come to me, such bitter drink
that I would pass it on. In faith I think
that evil it contains can end with me.
No glory comes without its misery.

Betrayal and abandonment this night
are as expected; I refuse to fight.
A day of pain, and all my work is done.
I choose the cross - I am my Father's son.

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  • SilverButterfly gold member
    January 30, 2008

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    I think this is one brilliant write on the cross of Jesus!! you portrayed His story very well in deed!!!
    I loved it

    GBY
    Silverbutterfly


    • MargaretG
      January 30, 2008
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      Thank you for your comment and applause, Silverbutterfly. There are times when we need an example to follow - more so in hard times. Blessings to you!


  • maa gold member
    March 31, 2007

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    wow, this is REALLY impressive !!!
    I got goosebumps while reading it ...
    I have no smarter words right now ... but I guess it doesn't matter ...


    • MargaretG
      March 31, 2007

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      Thank you sweetheart! It helps to have some insight into the situation, to feel what he might have felt.


  • ea silver member
    March 28, 2007
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    well done but Jesus' story was not what I was looking for in this contest; I wanted people's own stories of doubt and suffering. I guess Richard's example did not make that clear enough. Thanks just the same.


    • MargaretG
      March 28, 2007
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      Thanks for your comment Marcy. We all have our Gethsemanes and choices - I hope you get what you are looking for in your contest.


      • ea silver member
        March 28, 2007

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        oh dear, it's so silly being a contest host sometimes, but I'm glad the title inspired this lovely poem.


  • rhondasail
    March 27, 2007

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    "I am with you always, even to the end of the age"...You have made your pain visible and at the same time made us all see that you do not walk through this alone and your choice is to follow...so many references are present here...love one another, bear each others burdens, take up your cross and follow...True beauty. Peace, Rhonda


  • heismysong
    March 27, 2007

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    WOW...

    Haven't read one of yours in awhile, but am I sure glad I read this one!

    Beautifully put- until the very end, it was almost as if you yourself were going through this, all up until it said, "I am my Father's son."

    Loved it!


    • MargaretG
      March 27, 2007
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      Thanks very much for your wonderful comment - that is what I was hoping for in the reader. Don't we all have grief-filled nights, betrayals and abandonments, friends who disappoint and tough choices? When we compare our troubles with the weight of the whole world, it is a valuable perspective.


  • angelica silver member
    March 27, 2007

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    Beautiful Sweetpea.
    Love Joan


  • acqua
    March 26, 2007

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    This is so good...All that pain and sorrow and the ultimate choice, loved your use of the personal, also as it brings it to bear more strikingly. You amaze as always and this has a depth and is beautifully written also and I wish you much luck in the contest and I thank you for this,
    mi
    such pain and then that ending, quite something!
    meaningful and beautifully done~


  • Terry-too silver member
    March 26, 2007

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    I had pictured it as Gethsemane before I saw the word below, after hoping it was not a more personal view.
    Putting it in personal terms however intensifies the meaning that has become familiar and thus dimmed.
    Excellent poem.
    Terry


    • MargaretG
      March 27, 2007
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      Nothing untoward, just thinking about this contest. Thank you for your comment and applause, I'm glad my effort was effective!

  • Frodofan
    March 26, 2007

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    Wow

    Amazing. I thought it was about a person and I was really enjoying the different metaphors. Then it finished. I see they were not quite metaphors at all! Breathtaking piece. Reminds me then, as I could relate to it, that God can relate to me!


    • MargaretG
      March 26, 2007
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      Thank you Frodofan! God was human, according to my faith, so he enters fully into all my emotions and problems. It is a great comfort to be understood.


  • Lyndon gold member
    March 26, 2007

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    How very difficult

    to know the private thoughts of Our Lord at the time of Passion. Your poem is doctrinally comfortable and scripturally sound. Psychologically, I could not begin to imagine the torment, the conflict, the facing of a life of doing good with the imminence of an agonizing death.
    Christ knew that mankind was potentially good: les hommes sont naturellement bon et la societe qui les a corrompus.


    • MargaretG
      March 26, 2007
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      Thank you Ron, your comment is very encouraging. As the contest has asked, I reflected on my own feelings and correlated them with Matthew 26. My sacrifice was very small.

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