Food for thought    9th April 09

“Tears are words the heart can't express”


They call the place Gethsemane,
What is the meaning of the word?
The place of the oil press,
Oh, what irony that night!
The irony in the pressure,
Felt by Christ that night…

Jesus went with Peter,
James and John,
To that place up on the hill,
To the place they press the olives,
Oh, the night was still!
No olives being pressed that night,
Just the Lord's presence, His radiant light!

Jesus was a stones throw away,
Away from the disciples three,
Away from Peter, James and John,
Alone to pray to Thee!

Jesus falls to pray a first time,
The weight of all sins past…
Lord, if this cup be passed!

Jesus falls a second time,
The weight of sin that day,
Lord if this cup be passed!

Jesus falls a third time,
Falls on bended knee,
The pressure of the sins
  He feels now,
The sins of you and me!

The drops of sweat fall like blood,
Like oil from the press,
Like olives falling from the tree,
In that place, Gethsemane!

Inspired by Luke 22:39-44

Written by Mark J. Brown





The Lord is saying. I am the fire that warms your heart on a cold day. I am the light that brightens up the darkness of the night. I am the peace that brings calm in trouble. I am the hope that expels despair and I am the love that says..... I will never leave you nor forsake you..



Jesus drank from the cup of sorrow
so we could drink from the cup of Joy

What an amazing God we serve. That He would give up all that He had to come down to live on earth, because of His great love for us.
So we could have joy, He shed tears of sorrow. So we could have freedom He allowed the soldiers to take Him captive. So we could have health he was bruised. So we could have peace, he suffered torment and so we could have righteousness, he took our blame.



Isa 53:3 - 6. He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were [our] faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.
Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.
But he [was] wounded for our transgressions, [he was] bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace [was] upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.






John 10:11 I am the good shepherd:
the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep.





Two videos

This song is so beautiful... worth listening to

You are my King
(amazing love)


The servant King