With a loud cry he said, "Father, if it is your will take this cup of suffering from me. Nevertheless my will but your will be."

His agony and fear turned his sweat into blood. Just a glimpse of what's going to happen the following day when blood will fill all over his body like a flood. It all seemed his father in heaven was silent until angels were despatched to strengthen him for the greatest trial to come.

Betrayed with a kiss by his disciple and was carried away to be slaughtered like a lamb. Sadness flowing through his mother's heart like a dam. The devil laughing massively thinking he has defeated God. Forgetting his plan was the beginning of the salvation drawing board.

Beaten, mocked, struck, accused falsely but he didn't have to prove he was God's son. Looking very weak and drained he carried the cross which bore the sins we had done.

He prayed...