Read: Luke 22:39-46
Not my will, but yours, be done. (v. 42)
“God’s will be done.” That’s what people say. When the diagnosis comes, when the child is killed in a playground accident, when natural disasters strike people who have no resources to start with. “God’s will be done” can be said so glibly, used as a way to circumvent our own pain or self-righteously avoid the pain of others. Jesus wrestled within himself and with God to get to that conclusion.
As a general rule, I don’t think we should try to be holier than Jesus. And, when Jesus prayed “your will be done” (see Matt. 6:10), it wasn’t as though he immediately stood up, shook the dirt out of his robes, dusted his hands off and put his game-face on. Jesus wrestled in the garden. This is good news for any of us who have struggled to find peace with God in terrible disappointment.
“Your will be done” isn’t often the easy conclusion of a matter. “Your will be done” is a part of the process. “Your will be done” is intended to actively align ourselves with the work of God’s will and God’s kingdom. It is a prayer that requires something of us in the offering and in the outworking.
When it comes easy to say, “Your will be done,” we give you thanks, O Lord. When we wrestle as Jesus did in the garden, may you grant us courage to continue to find our way toward “Your will be done.” We eagerly anticipate your kingdom, when all things will be put right again. Come quickly, Lord Jesus. Amen.