"In a church somewhere here in our country, there is on the altar an artwork that presents an angel who holds out to Christ the cup of suffering. As you look at the picture, it does indeed make the impression that the artist wanted to produce; you lose yourself in this impression, because this was indeed that way it was, it was held out to him, the cup of suffering! But if you remained the whole day sitting by the altar in order to look at this painting, or if you looked at it every Sunday year after year – oh, is it not true, however piously you are always reminded of his suffering, also praying to him to remind you of it continually, is it not true that there will come a moment when everything infinitely changes for you, when the picture blessedly turns around, as it were, when you will say to yourself, “No, surely it did not last that long, surely the angel did not keep on holding out the cup to him; he took it willingly from the angel’s or obediently from God’s hand. He has indeed emptied it, the cup of suffering, because what he suffered he suffered once, but he is victorious eternally!”"