The Disciples Keep Watch

The Disciples Keep Watch

We sat near the Lord
as he knelt in prayer –
again.

Never
was there such a one
for prayer.

Late into the night
in the darkness,
ignoring the cold

he stared up at the sky,
as if he saw angels,
and heard divine commands.

He often spoke
and sometimes wept,
while we sat and watched.

We prayed, too,
for a while –
but not as long as he did.

After a time
you run out of things to say;
but Jesus never did.

Only a few of us knew
how often he went to pray
alone on the hillside;

how many nights he spent
immersed in conversation
with his “heavenly Father.”

It was another secret,
like being the Messiah,
and the mystery of his birth.

You may think it strange
that we accepted these
as true, on faith,

and dismiss us
as foolish country bumpkins,
easy to mislead –

but we witnessed miracles,
not mere magic tricks:
thousands fed, hundreds healed,

things we’d never have believed
if we hadn’t seen them
with our own eyes.

The bread we ate
and the fish we caught
were real, not imaginary.

And so we sat on the hillside
as the Lord prayed
and kept watch …

until we fell asleep.

Deborah Beach Giordano
© February 13, 2010

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