All My Knotted-Up Life: A Memoir

by Beth Moore

Gethsemane is all the things we fear most except one. We fear we are unheard. We’re sure of it, but it is not true. It was in that original Gethsemane that Jesus, in the words of Hebrews 5:7, “offered prayers and appeals with loud cries and tears to the one who was able to save him from death, and he was heard . . .” And we are heard.

Vulnerability, in and of itself, is sacred because it mirrors, if even in a glass darkly, the image of Christ. Pulling the bandage back and giving someone a glimpse of a wound that, in this life, will likely never fully heal but only hope to be treated, is expensive.