We all like to get an invitation to something special. Social event with dear friends, son’s wedding, 80th birthday celebration. However, nothing compares to Jesus’ invitation–“Pray with Me.” (See Matt 26:38-45) What a personal, powerful, privileged invite from our sacrificial Lamb Himself. He gave it to His disciples in that garden before the cross and He gives it to us after the cross.
That prepositional phrase “with Me”–small, but significant–snagged my interest. We’re invited behind the “ripped curtain” to enter the Holy of Holies in His temple. When we kneel down to talk over our relationship with our eternal friend, companion, and forgiver–we are being washed and renewed through His redemptive love.
Every time our hearts cry out in “our garden Gethsemane agony,” suffering with disease, struggling with temptation, searching for deliverance, begging for wisdom, we rest in comfort and security from His unending invitation “Come pray with Me” and it saturates our souls. As we pray to our Heavenly Father, He prays to His Heavenly Father with us. It doesn’t get any better than that!
So what’s keeping us from RSVP immediately to his invite “pray with Me” on this Resurrection weekend with fervor and holy zeal as we remember that warm, personalized invite is applicable anytime, anywhere?
“Dear Eternal Inviter, we praise you for sending us our personalized invitation to look deeply into the One who has our unending welfare in his Calvary heart and nail-scarred Hand.