He went a little farther, and fell on the ground, and prayed that if it were possible, the hour might pass from Him. Mark 14:35
On the eastern edge of Jerusalem within sight of the Temple Mount, there’s a hillside still dotted with ancient olive trees. Somewhere among them is the location of the Garden of Gethsemane, the place where Jesus wrestled in prayer over His mission. The spiritual and emotional sufferings of Christ in Gethsemane were incredibly painful. Matthew said that Jesus “began to be sorrowful and deeply distressed.” Then He said of Himself, “My soul is exceedingly sorrowful, even to death” (Matthew 26:37). Luke tells us He was in agony, and “His sweat became like great drops of blood falling down to the ground” (Luke 22:44).
This is arguably the deepest, darkest, and most mysterious hour in the eternal life of Christ, save only for the moment of His death.
In a much different but real sense, we all have moments when we find ourselves in Gethsemane. There are times when we have to say, “Father, not my will but Thine be done.” These are moments of surrender—but only in the Christian life does surrender bring victory.
Thy way is always best, O let that way be mine! In this my soul shall rest, not my will, Lord, but Thine! From an old Methodist hymn
The Agony of the Cup (Mark 14:32-42)