the agony of anticipation

rollercoaster upI’m one of those people who can’t tackle giant rollercoasters because of the long, slow, clicking rise to the top.  Not the way down!  I could probably handle the drop, but I cannot deal with that painful rise, that horrible anticipation.

Tonight I’m thinking about Gethsemane, about the weight of anticipation on Christ’s shoulders as he looks forward and sees the cat o’ nine tails, the cross, the nails, and so much blood.  To know fully what is only hours away … anguish.

But he knew he was destined for the cross long before the garden that night … his whole life … and even before his earthly birth … for all of eternity.

That, my friends, is a long time to ride the rollercoaster up.

I am so proud of my savior.

 

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