Going a little farther, he fell with his face to the ground and prayed, “My Father, if it is possible, may this cup be taken from me. Yet not as I will, but as you will.” ~ Mattbew 26:39 (NIV)

Thanks, but I’d rather not.
God, you know I told you this morning,
“Your will, not mine be done;”
but couldn’t we discuss this first?
This plan of yours – it’s just not me…
It’s not the next right thing, I’m pretty sure.
I’d feel so out there, so visible,
so exposed. I need to stand behind lines,
to support the brave, the public folk.
My fears shriek at the very thought,
and can’t you feel my trembling knees?
So, let’s scale this one back, if you please.
What do you mean, you don’t please?
You can’t make me, can’t insist.
“…offer myself to Thee, to build with me,
to do with me as Thou wilt…”
I know, but this? How could you?
How could I? With you? For real.
Okay, I guess, but truth be told,
I’d rather not.