In Sunday School last Sunday we talked about the Atonement. Some lessons stick with you and I keep thinking about Christ in the garden and the loneliness that he must have felt. The comment was made in class that the Atonement was perhaps harder than Christ expected it would be. We know that He asked that if it were possible for the cup to be removed, nevertheless, "Thy will be done." I have wondered where the Father was during the Atonement. I know that it would have been very difficult for Him to watch His Son endure this, knowing that it was necessary but horrid. And where were we? I am sure that we were watching. The Atonement was a pivotal moment for all of human history. I am imagining throngs of spirits watching, touched that the Savior would descend to earth to pay this terrible price for each and every one of us. Imagine the gratitude that I felt then (and do now) knowing that because of what the Savior was doing, I would have hope and I would be offered redemption. I have been extended a hand to grasp me from Satan and from my sins and weaknesses. I love the Savior and I am humbled and grateful for the price that he paid.
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