The garden of Gethsemane // The place where Jesus wept. Gethsemane means oil press. In the time of Christ (as it still is now) it was filled with Olive trees. Located next to the garden was an Oil press where Olive Oil was made. Just as the olives where crushed, Jesus was for you and me. I bawled my eyes out. He did it for all of humanity. He thought of me. He pleaded with God three times to stop His inevitable future. He is such a beautiful saviour. No words can explain His grace, mercy and compassion on us all.
no but the best part is how he got the name:
his name was originally “potatoes,” and his owner, willoughby bertie, told the stable lad who helped him to write the horse’s name on a feed bin. the boy misheard it as, literally “pot-eight-o’s” and wrote it with 8 o’s. bertie found it so funny that he kept that as the horses name.
This is the most beautiful horse-related story I’ve ever heard.
She’s the best. She’s very talented and I knew that going in. I didn’t know how nice she was going to be and how funny and how sweet and how generous she was going to be as a human being. She’s the kind of girl who brings cupcakes in for the crew and doesn’t tell them that they are from her. She really wanted to get under the skin of the character and make something authentic and real. She’s playful and fun and silly and constantly helped me to stay in a place where I didn’t take things too seriously. That’s important for me because I’m pretty serious as a person. It gets on my nerves how serious I can be. So she was a real gift.