After their Seder meal
The disciples go with Jesus to the Garden of Olives
As they walk along, John looks around at the others
Peter seems unusually quiet
And Jesus looks preoccupiedperhaps
Something about Judas
Once inside the garden
They spread themselves around
Some sit others lie down
For they are weary and full with supper
Jesus walks off a way by himself
Finally he leans back on a tree, sinks to the ground
And prays

Abba
My soul is deeply troubled
Yet should I ask you to save me from this hour?
Shall I not go before them through these deadly waters?
I am the Word you speak to them
I am Your Song made flesh
I am the Bread you feed your hungry world
It was for this that I came
To this earth
And to this hour

As he prays, the Tempter appears
Nazarene, we meet again
Once in the desert, You sent me away
But now I have measured you
I have watched your little band
Their weaknesses
Their fears, their needs
I have seen how you put your trust
In these wavering, wandering humans
I shall triumph
As I have from the beginning
I laugh at all your utter foolishness
This is my hour
I shall prevail.

Father most holy, protect those you've given me
I have been your Word for them
And the world hates them for it
But I fear this storm will scatter them
Peter, John
Martha, Mary
Matthew, Judas

I pray they will return
I give them to your hands
Keep them in your name.
Jesus gets to his feet and walks back to his disciples
But they are asleep
As he gazes at each one
The Tempter's words return to him
Weak, wavering, wandering humans.'

Again he prays

Abba, how can the world hear your Word
Unless I speak to them?
How can they feed on your Bread of Life
Unless this grain of wheat shall die?
And how will they know you love
Unless I do your will?
May your will be done
May our will be done
Thy will be done.