Read Luke 22:39-53
To imagine His dread doesn’t touch how He must have felt. My mind can’t grasp this part of His journey. The inability of His disciples to stay awake and pray. The inner torment of the suffering He knew lay just beyond those olive trees. The horrible knowledge that His best friends would all abandon Him in His darkest hour, the hour through which He would journey for them. Yes, this part of the journey to the empty tomb is hard to imagine.
Still, He did it. He walked every step of that journey to the empty tomb so you and I could follow Him into eternal life.