Matthew 26:39

Jesus fell, he did not kneel, he fell on his face; How great was our Savior’s agony. When I am asked why I believe there is no other way of salvation than Jesus, the answer is simple. Name another who loves like Jesus. He fell on his face to save lost sinners like us? He agonized to know if there was possibly another way, but the cup of suffering was his to drink; and there was no other way but this.

Anyone who has ever fallen on his/her face before God understands the kind of grief that takes you there. On you face prayer is intercessory prayer at its most critical extreme. There is nothing else in the entire world that matters but the object of that breaking heart. And there is only one thing that will fling you to the place where lips and feet trodden dirt mingles in teardrops: It is Love like the Love of God.

There are only two places where it is written that Jesus cried. One was when he saw the broken hearts of his friends at Lazarus’ death. He wept with them and for them, even though He knew their tears would soon turn to resurrection joy. We have a Savior who shares our earthly grief; but who also tells us that joy will be here in the morning.

The second place was on an evening hill looking down on His Father’s House. They were lighting lamps that would never penetrate the dark places in their souls; and they were at the same time plotting ways to extinguish the Light of the World. He wept for what could have been, but would never be, because they chose hateful ways instead of the Love of God.

I am sometimes asked, “If God loves us, then why does He let this or that happen?” I read today’s verse and ask; “If God doesn’t Love us, then why did He go through this?”

“Who am I that the king would bleed and die for? Who am I that he would pray not my will, thine lord? The answer I may never know Why he ever loved me so, that to an old rugged cross he’d go for who am I?”