Jesús en el desierto

This morning I was thinking of Jesus- how when He walked this Earth, He rally had no time for Himself to get away from others to be alone with the Father and Holy Spirit.   Even while with His disciples, He needed that time alone.. and so He often withdrew to a hillside apart from others in prayer.   I imagine Him climbing a hillside really early in the morning before everyone was awake, just to spend time with the Father.     Isaiah 50:4 reads:  “The Lord GOD hath given me the tongue of the learned, that I should know how to speak a word in season to him that is weary: he wakeneth morning by morning, he wakeneth mine ear to hear as the learned.”

How beautiful those morning prayers must have been!  More than likely some of His disciples.. perhaps John.. woke up early enough to see Him walking down the hillside all aglow with the Holy Spirit reflecting upon His face- just like Moses before the Isrealites, and this prompted them to ask their Teacher, “Lord, teach us to pray”.

Jesus also prayed for His disciples and the people during those alone times with the Father..    He told Peter how satan had desired to sift Peter as wheat, but that He had prayed for him that his faith would not fail him. In Matthew 14:23, we read, “And when he had sent the multitudes away, he went up into a mountain apart to pray: and when the evening was come, he was there alone.”

No doubt, there were those times at night after everyone fell asleep, that Jesus also prayed with His Father under the stars, thanking Him for being with Him and interceding for others.        When He looked at the stars, I wonder if He thought about all the souls that those stars represent.. all those children of Abraham that the Father showed Abraham he would have to the end of the age… stars as countless as the sands on the seashore.

I asked the Lord if He had anything for me to add to this as I meditated on Him this morning, and this is what I blindly opened to from His words in “He and I” :     “While Moses prayed on the mountain, His arms raised toward  Heaven, the armies fighting in the plain won the victory- but when he grew weary of asking, the men on the field lost ground.   God wants a mediator.  He wanted even His Christ.  You, my brothers, continue My work…”  ♥

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