Monday morning wake up with a aching muscles after a weekend hike and reflect on yesterday's evening sermon on prayer:

 Thursday evening:

The light starts to fade and there are many hours and days of bitter anguish before the breaking of a new Sunday morning. He leave his disciples a stone throw away; weary, confused, pondering over a new meal fresh eaten, perhaps leading to some cataclysmic exodus?

So a conversation starts never before encountered in the long history of the triune Godhead between father and son. For the first time divine wills are not completely entwined as one. A human mind and will which screams out from every anguished brain cell against the divine plan of deepest human torture and separation from the triune God.

Psalm 143 Listen, Abba, Lord as I pray!
    You are faithful and honest
    and will answer my prayer.
² I am your servant...
    .
³ My enemies are chasing me,
    crushing me in the ground.
I am in total darkness,
    like someone long dead.
⁴     I have given up all hope,
    and I feel numb all over.

⁵ I remember to think about
the many things
    you did
    in years gone by.
⁶ Then I lift my hands in prayer,
because my soul is a desert,
    thirsty for water from you.

⁷ Please hurry, Abba Lord,
and answer my prayer.
    I feel hopeless.
    Don’t turn away
    and leave me here to die.
⁸ Each morning let me learn
more about your love
    because I trust you.
I come to you in prayer,
    asking for your guidance.

⁹ Please rescue me
from my enemies, Abba, Lord!
    I come to you for safety.
¹⁰ You are my God. Show me
    what you want me to do,
    and let your gentle Spirit
    lead me in the right path.

¹¹ Be true to our name, Abba, Lord,
    and keep my life safe.
    Use your saving power
    to protect me from trouble.
¹² I am your servant.
    Show how much you love me
    by destroying my enemies.

( modified from CEV ) 

Then the answer:

"My Dearest Son, of course I will answer your prayer

 But not after your human will but after our divine will.

You must walk through the darkest valley of death and be engulfed in it,

 You will face death just as every other child of Adam. You will scream with deepest agony;

 Finally killing death and bringing in a newly healed universe.

Yes we will be separated for a period, and that which can never be separated will be separated

We will each experience our darkest night of the soul, in the most painful of separations.

As we re-unite in joyful resurrection we will bring with us fallen Adam reuniting our whole human family

Long separated by rebellion and pride, into our new recreated universe.

Rise up my son and return to your disciples now sleeping in their human grief and sorrow."

So the tears and blood soaked drops of sweat fall to the ground and blesses that which was cursed by the start of human rebellion in far off Eden

As all of human rebellion finally resolves and the second Adam refuses to taste the Apple of ultimate temptation.  

Human will again becomes exactly aligned and matched with the divine will and plan.

And now the hour has come, the divine warrior arises to win the final battle.   

Lord teach me to pray