A Sure Foundation

So, I have been renewing my Marian Consecration to Jesus and one of today's readings was Matt. 26:36-46, the passage of Jesus at Gethsemane. Today I was really reflecting on how imperfect and weak we are humans. Jesus asks his disciples to stay and keep watch in prayer while he goes away, and when Jesus returns the first time the disciples are asleep. He goes away again, and when he returns they are asleep again. They cannot even keep watch for one hour. We, in our human imperfection, are so weak that we often cannot keep in prayer one house without growing tired or distracted. I know I'm so often distracted in my prayer time either but what's going on around me, or by how much I wish I was asleep in the time that I'm praying. Without Jesus we are nothing, as I read over this passage today it struck me how when Jesus was off praying to his Father the disciples could not keep vigil. They could do little because Jesus' presence was essentially lacking.

Then I went throughout my day, and today was a beautiful day. I was blessed to be able to see God in many places, and truly see his blessings reign down on me. So I'm going through out my day, and my last class today is pilates, and today we were doing this meditation for part of class, which the professor was quite excited about. Basically in this exercise we lay down on our backs and take deep breaths where we allow ourselves to sink into the floor. It is encouraged to simply breathe and let go of all that is weighing us down. And as we're doing this I really feel my stress, my anxiety, my exhaustion leaving my body. It felt as if I totally emptied myself and I was just deflated onto the floor, (which might sound strange, but stick with me here) and all the while I just say the name of Jesus over and over again in my heart and in my head. As I'm resting there I feel the firmness of the ground under me, all the while repeating the name of Jesus, and it strikes me how much Jesus is our rock, on which we stand firm, but also in whom we can rest.

Often times when I think of Jesus as the rock, I picture like a storm or something where would easily be able to slip or fall, but we stand on Jesus and he protects us, which is most definitely true, but I never really thought about the resting aspect. Jesus is a rock on which we can rest as well.

May we rest quietly, calmly, and firmly in our Lord and Savior, whom we can do nothing without!

God bless!