On Holy Thursday in the Catholic Church so many things are happening at once… So much happened on this night over 2000 years ago… The Last Supper where our Lord humbled himself, got down on his knees and washed the feet of the Apostles… This same night our Lord instituted the Most Holy Eucharist. Afterwards He went into the Garden of Gethsemane to pray. His Agony in the Garden. Knowing of what was to come… The kiss of betrayal as He is handed over like a common criminal and finally, His arrest. And right there is where it happened.
Abandoned. Abandoned by those whom He loved when He needed them. At one of the most pivotal points in His earthly life. Left alone to face false charges. Left alone to be physically beat. Left alone to spend the night in a cold, dark dang prison. Left alone. All alone by those who were supposed to love him the most..
How many times have we ourselves abandoned Him? When things goes wrong in our life, when tragedy strikes, when trials runs rampant? How many times have we gotten angry at him and turned our backs? I can only speak for myself and in my shame I must admit my answer is ……many… This Lent one of my prayers is,
Oh Lord, forgive me for having abandoned you. Please let me never abandon you again. Help me. I am weak and can not do it on my own. Please let me never abandon you no matter what happens in this life. Give me strength in my spirit to never abandon you again for when I abandon you I also abandon myself and I am lost.