Welcome to the Garden. A place of beauty and tranquillity. A place of new life, where plants rise from the soil and trees bud each spring with blossoms that promise fruit to come. Yet the Easter Garden of Gethsemane was not a place of hope or possibility. Gethsemane was a place of betrayal, a place of sorrow, a place that, on that night, seemed entirely without hope. Mark 14 37-38 NIVUK “Then he returned to his disciples and found them sleeping. ‘Simon,’ he said to Peter,
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