Morning, March 23, edited from Spurgeon’s Morning and Evening

“His sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground.” — Luke 22:44

The mental pressure arising from our Lord’s struggle with temptation, so forced his body to an unnatural level of stress, that his pores sent forth great drops of blood which fell down to the ground. This proves how tremendous must have been the weight of sin when it was able to crush the Savior so that extracted great drops of blood! This demonstrates the mighty power of his love. It is a very apt observation of old Isaac Ambrose that the resin which exudes from the Camphire tree without cutting is always the best. This precious Tree yielded most sweet spices when it was wounded under the knotty whips, and when it was pierced by the nails on the cross; but note, it gives forth its best spice when there is no whip, no nail, no wound. This sets forth the willingness of Christ to suffer, since without a lance the blood flowed freely. No need to draw blood, or apply the knife; it flows spontaneously. No need for the rulers to cry, “Spring up, O well;” of itself it flows in crimson torrents. If men suffer great anguish of mind the blood leaves the extremities, to the heart. The cheeks are pale; fainting begins; the blood has gone inward as if to nourish the inner man while passing through its trial. But see our Savior in his agony; he is so utterly oblivious of self, that instead of his agony driving his blood to the heart to nourish himself, it drives it outward to drop on the earth. The agony of Christ, in so much as it pours him out upon the ground, pictures the fulness of the offering which he made for men.

Do we not perceive how intense the wrestling through which he passed must have been, and will we not hear its voice to us? “You have not yet resisted to the shedding of blood in your striving against sin.” Let us behold the great Apostle and High Priest of our profession, and sweat even to the point of blood rather than yield to the great tempter of your souls.

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