A few days ago I wrote about the intensity of the prayers of Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane.
Have you ever stopped to consider the fact that at that point Jesus knew that His time had come and He knew virtually every detail that would happen in the coming hours up to and including His burial?
How did he know those details?
First, He was intimately familiar with many of the very detailed Old Testament prophecies concerning his death. He was constantly referring to them as He taught and trained His disciples.
Second, multiple times He told His disciples exactly what would happen … consider this example, the third such foretelling of His death by Jesus …
“See, we are going up to Jerusalem. And the Son of Man will be delivered over to the chief priests and scribes, and they will condemn him to death and deliver him over to the Gentiles to be mocked and flogged and crucified, and HE WILL BE RAISED ON THE THIRD DAY.” Matthew 20:18-19 (ESV)
And that sequence of events is exactly what happened … including the concluding good news.
And finally, because of His intimate relationship with His heavenly Father and the anointing of the Holy Spirit, He knew that His time had come and everything would happen before the following day came to a close.
While mankind is typically blessed of God to know neither what will initiate their dying process nor the details of how they will die nor the timing of when they will die; Jesus was burdened … no I would say cursed … to know the intricate details of all three. That is truly beyond my understanding and ability to comprehend what he must have gone through …
But I can imagine that resulting in extremely intense prayers as He approached His death.
Recently I asked God in prayer to reveal to me if I was dying, how I would die and when I would die … His response … or that of the enemy … proved to me over the next 24 hours of mental and emotional anguish that to be ignorant of those details is indeed a blessing of God (thanks for reminding me of that blessing Corban).
Something to consider, don’t you think?