He who had created worlds without number was about to enter a quiet secluded garden. A humble plot of ground in his vast cosmic universe. There was no fanfare, no pressing throng to witness the most profound event his creations would ever know. This was a moment so sacred, so sublime, that no human eye could fully pierce. No human mind could fully comprehend it's transcending importance. Only 3 other mortals, Peter, James, and John, would be near and even their witness would be tempered by twilight and shrouded by sleep. The appointed hour was at hand. The Son of God stood alone in all his majestic power against all the artillery of the Evil one. Here was a divine love in its consummate expression battling diabolic evil in its cruelest proportions. This was the place and time for the atonement of Jesus Christ.
Tad R. Callister
"The Infinite Atonement"