Watching Jesus’ Spiritual Monitors Beep
I’m writing this at 11pm a few weeks before Easter, an hour or so into spending the night with my son in the emergency department. He’s fine, at this point they’re just observing him as a precautionary measure. He is sound asleep. I am watching over him and I cannot sleep. And I’ve been thinking about Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane on Maundy Thursday.
