There are many reasons why one can feel a bit of pressure. I have many reasons. You may have many more.
Perhaps visiting your loved ones in hospice, taking care of family, paying the bills (or not being able to), betrayal by coworkers, and so on it goes. Anyway, I wanted to see my mm Hg, so I took my blood pressure. Yikes! This is something we should all do once in a while, especially if we are not as young as we used to be. I don’t smoke at all, by the way.
None of us, though, could even begin to understand what our Lord was going through in His agony in the Garden of Gethsemane: “Not my will, but thine be done.” The human nature of our Lord, however much part of the divine Person of our Lord by way of the hypostatic union, was nevertheless still just a human nature. Just because He also had a divine nature did not make that human nature something other than it was.
In the pressure, the agony He was under, as He literally stepped into our place before the judgment of His Father, He suffered such a massive heart attack that the pericardium actually broke, as the Doctor of Calvary informs us (by way of examination of the Shroud and the details given us by the Gospel of Luke, with Jesus sweating blood). Jesus would have died from a literally broken heart regardless of any scourging and crucifixion. And did. Remember that Pontius Pilate was surprised at His early death. How much Jesus loves us.
Those are my thoughts as I look at my numbers and the pitiful excuses I have to claim that I am under pressure. At least I am told by one of the best doctors in these USA that my heart is in absolutely perfect shape. The up-to-date way to take blood pressure (Mayo Clinic, MN) is to throw out the first reading, since it is always ridiculously high. So, now having written this post, let me see what the reading now is. Yes, there we go. That’s much better. ;¬) Thinking about how much our Lord loves us is the way to go. Thank you, Jesus.