Indeed
the hour is coming, yes, has now come, that you will be scattered, each to his
own, and will leave Me alone. And yet I am not alone, because the Father is
with Me. – John 16.32
I hate to be
alone. I am not one of those guys who relishes solitude. I don’t mind short
spells alone, but generally I don’t like loneliness.
I really hate it
when I feel abandoned. I hate the feeling when friends you could have sworn you
could have counted on turn against you. Loneliness and abandonment are horrible
things to deal with.
We wouldn’t think
that Jesus would have to worry about that, would we? Surely, after all that
time together with the disciples and all that they had seen He could count on
them to stick with Him.
But they didn’t
stick. We now know that they all did indeed leave Jesus alone.
There are so many
things that amaze me about Jesus’ sacrifice. Among them is the amazing truth
that He knew what He was going through, and He was going to do it all alone. No
one came to comfort Him or stand by His side as He suffered and died alone.
Amazing love, how can
it be?
My thoughts are
drawn to one other thing here. The fact that the disciples left Jesus alone reminds
how often I turn away from sweet fellowship with Him when I go after my own
pursuits. May I learn to treasure the sweet communion with the One who died
alone for me.
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