The garden is quiet, but with an uneasy anticipation, a man kneels beneath a canopy of trees trembling in anguish

Less than a week ago, this man rode into Jerusalem, welcomed as a king, and on this night that same crowd will demand his execution

But for now, it's quiet and fitting that at this pivotal moment that find ourselves in a garden, the scene of the crime

All those ages ago, in that first garden, our ancestors, Adam and Eve, were given everything to enjoy

And one simple boundary, do not eat the fruit of the forbidden tree

And Satan, the serpent, sees the opportunity with his poisonous words

He planted the seed of doubt

Does God really love you

Adam and Eve take the fruit

And as they eat, their hearts stand together in rebellion to their creator saying, not your will, but ours be done

And that act of rebellion passed down through the ages

Every generation carrying the seed of sin, every person guilty before the righteous judge

Every person but one, This man Jesus who kneels in the garden, the cup of God's wrath, the penalty for our sin stands ready to be poured out on him

The serpent watches the echoes of his lies ringing down through the ages

Does God really love you

A trembling voice breaks the silence as Jesus speaks, my Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass from me

The serpent leans in

Can it be

Will the son of God abandon his mission

Will this garden mark yet another victory for the evil one

Jesus lifts his head to heaven, and with his next words, both his fate and the serpents are sealed

Not my will, but yours be done

And unlike every human being before or after, Jesus lays down his will before the Father

And in the distance, the glow of torches, Jesus is cast out of the garden

The spotless lamb of God is led away to slaughter