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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Garden (09/07/06)

TITLE: A Place of Passion
By Karen Frantz


A Place of Passion

Jesus led the way up the moonlit path into the garden, with His disciples following close behind Him.

“Peter, what do you make of the things that took place tonight at supper?” James asked.

“I’m very confused about it all and I don’t mind telling you, I’m a little worried.” Peter replied.

Jesus stopped just a little ways into the garden. He turned and looked into the perplexed faces of His disciples.

“You wait here and pray, while I go a little farther alone.”

The disciples, although full of questions, did as Jesus said.

The full moon illumined every bush giving them a silvery coating. The quiet stillness of the evening and the lateness of the hour was conducive for sleep.

The disciples settled on the soft fragrant grass and began to pray. Soon they were all asleep.

Jesus walked a little further into the garden. He found a secluded rock, where He knelt and began to pray.

After a period of time, Jesus, looking exhausted and burdened went back to where He had left his disciples.

“Could you not watch and pray with me?” He asked in a pleading tone.

The disciples awoke startled. They looked at each other bewilderingly.

“I’m going to go back and pray. I need you to pray too.” Jesus said.

The disciples, exhausted, confused and concerned, mumbled among themselves, as Jesus left them, making His way up the moonlit path to His place of prayer.

The rock where he knelt was still damp from His tears and perspiration. Still he prayed for His Father’s will to be done.

The shadows falling around told Him the time was near. He returned to the place where His disciples slept. He aroused them from their sleep.
“Come let us go for my time has come.” He said.

Then the quiet serene garden became ablaze with torches and the sound of marching feet. Jesus and His disciples were surrounded by a large number of Roman guards and Chief priests with Judas in the lead. Judas, one of His own, stepped forward, the light from the torches flickering on the startled faces of the disciples as they watched Judas place a kiss on the cheek of their Lord and Master.

“Whom do you seek? Jesus inquired.

“Jesus of Nazareth” The captain of the guard replied.

“I am the one you seek.” He said.

The peaceful garden then erupted with shouts and the clanking of swords as Peter drew his cutting off the ear of a servant of one of the chief priest. Jesus quickly picked up the severed ear and replaced it healing the servant. Then He looked at Peter and replied.

“He who lives by the sword will die by the sword.”

They arrested Jesus that night and took Him away.

The garden once again became dark with only the silvery light of the moon to illumine the bushes. Quietness and peace took over the place of passion.

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Rhonda Clark09/18/06
You did a great job retelling a sad story. Although, I've read this and have had this told to me many times, you held my interest throughout.

This needed more creativity. I'm not saying put words in God's mouth, but if you had told this story from the pov of the olive trees then it would have been more intriguing.

Good job. :)
Donna Powers 09/18/06
This told the story in a straightforward way, and it reminded us all of that Good Friday evening.
Sara Harricharan 09/18/06
Simple and engaging. Pretty good.