He went a little farther and fell on His face, and prayed, saying, “O My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from Me; nevertheless, not as I will, but as You will.” Mt.26.39  

Jesus pushes himself up from the ground and lifts his eyes towards heaven. “Yet not what I will, but what You will.” His hands are no longer clutching the grass in despair. They are no longer clasping each other in prayer. They are raised toward heaven. Reaching not for bread or for fish or for any other good gifts. Not even for answers. But reaching for the cup from His Father’s hand. And though it is a terrible cup, brimming with the wrath of God for the ferment of sin from centuries past and centuries yet to come …and though it is a cup He fears …He takes it. Because more than He fears the cup, He loves the hand from which it comes. 

Ken Gire, 'Intense Moments with the Savior'