“In that most burdensome moment of all human history, with blood appearing at every pore and an anguished cry upon His lips, Christ sought Him whom He had always sought — His Father. ‘Abba,’ he cried, ‘Papa,’ or from the lips of a younger child, something akin to ‘Daddy.’
“This is such a personal moment it almost seems sacrilege to cite it. A Son in unrelieved pain, a Father His only true source of strength, both of them staying the course, making it through the night – together.”