Jesus’ mandate: “If I washed your feet, then what I’ve done you must do. I’ve laid down a pattern for you”
Your feet in Jesus’ hands a cup, in the garden agony of prayer. Your steps in Jesus’ way/truth/life- and even lost/strayed. One evolution at a time, again and again and again. Garden grain falls in, the pattern laid down for a blessed life.
Dear Jesus by your ‘thy will be done’ – ‘not mine’ during your agony in the garden give us the oil of grace for faith to trust, even when. Amen.