He withdrew about a stone’s throw beyond them, knelt down and prayed, “Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.” An angel from heaven appeared to him and strengthened him. And being in anguish, he prayed more earnestly, and his sweat was like drops of blood falling to the ground. (Luke 22:41-44 NIV)
He didn’t deserve it, but he willingly accepted it for us….
Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit.” When he had said this, he breathed his last. (Luke 23:46 NIV)
…dying for the sins of his enemies. Forgiving them. Saving them. Forgiving me. Saving me. Forgiving you. Saving you. Pure, selfless, perfect love like no other.