Deep in the garden there was a prophesy made by Yahweh Elohim that He, as Son of the Mother of the Redeemer, would rise up and take the initiative in crushing the ancient serpent on the head even while he would then simultaneously be crushed on the heel. While they are all bowed down with grief in the Garden of Gethsemane, the Redeemer speaks to His Apostles, saying, “Arise! Let us be going! Look! My betrayer is at hand!” But the time would come when they would rejoice:
In seeing this with the Apostles, knowing that at least most of them came back since our Lord is so good and so kind, I have to exclaim “I just don’t care,” that is, about any untoward adverse consequences of just going ahead and doing the right thing no matter what. There will be time to rejoice later on, even if only in heaven. And yet, doing the right thing is it’s own reward already in the present even in the midst of even horrible circumstances. Knowing that one is doing the will of God means everything. Who cares about anything else?