Have you ever had someone pray over you?
I have. I’ve had people pray with such intensity it felt like they broke through the roof, reached right into heaven, and grabbed God by the robe.
I have been there when prayer warriors shout, scream, moan, weep, dance, jump, pace, and whoop.
I have also heard the whispers of prayers so intense the words are barely audible.
But I have never had anyone pray so intently they sweat drops of blood for me.
Wait. There was one. His name was Jesus.
Early on in his work with the disciples, they came to Jesus and asked him to teach them to pray. He gave them words that day. Words we still use…sometimes without truly making the effort to understand.
It was in the Garden of Gethsemane where Jesus showed them. He demonstrated the hard work of prayer…of intercession.
Jesus wrestled with God. Take this cup. Not my will but yours.
Jesus was honest with God. If there is any other way. Not my will but yours.
Jesus didn’t quit until he had his answer. Not my will but yours.
He paced. He needed his friends. He prayed with such intensity he sweat drops of blood.
And then he was done. And able to face the horror that came next.
PRAYER: Lord, teach us to pray.