But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed.
—Isaiah 53:5 (KJV)
He walked away, about a stone’s throw, and knelt down and prayed, “Father, if You are willing, pkease take this cup of suffering away from me. Yet I want Your will to be done, not mine.” Then an angel from heaven appeared and strengthened him. He prayed more fervently, and he was in such agony of spirit that his sweat fell to the ground like great drops of blood.
Anonymous asked: Would you rather be blind or deaf?
Blind. I can’t live without music.