Gethsemane

This poem was written by Ella Wheeler Wilcox, who lived from 1855 to 1919.

All those who journey soon or late
Must pass within the garden’s gate;
Must kneel alone in darkness there,
And battle with some fierce despair.
God pity those who cannot say:
Not mine but thine” who only pray:
Let this cup pass,” and cannot see
The purpose in Gethsemane.

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About Me

I'm a high school student, a teen, who seeks to follow God with everything he has. I've got so many questions and so often I feel like I'm hitting a wall in my beliefs, my actions, and my creativity. And that's OK.

Being surrendered is more of a process than a destination. I'm not perfect by any means, and I struggle a lot. But the daily act of "presenting my body as a living sacrifice," fully surrendered to the will of my King, is what will get me through.