I am burdened.
I am hurting.
I am in the
Garden of Gethsemane, suffering
the dark night of Your Soul.
"Father, if it be possible, please let this chalice
of pain be taken away from me. Yet not my will, but
Yours be done."
Give me the
strength, dear Jesus, in my own anguish, to say and
mean these hard words.
I feel so deep
in distress that it seems impossible to to put my heart
into that act of surrender.
I say the words,
Lord, but give me now
the strength and the spiritual grace
to humbly and lovingly embrace their meaning.
deliver me from my present anguish and sorrow. But if
that is not
to be, please send a comforting angel
to strengthen me, as Your Father did
in Your own time of grievous agony.
Jesus, with all my strength,
and all my heart and all my love,
may Thy will be done!
2013 Donn B. Murphy
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