Simon of Cyrene reflects…

I did not wake up that morning expecting to carry a cross.

I was just passing through. Just another man in the crowd.
Just another face in Jerusalem. Just another pilgrim with dust on my sandals and plans for the day.

I had children to think about. Work waiting.
Responsibilities.
A life that felt ordinary.

And then Rome interrupted me. The soldiers’ hands were rough. They did not ask. They seized me.
“You. Carry it.”

I remember the weight of it before it ever touched my shoulders.
The splintered wood.
The metallic scent of blood already soaked into it.
The murmuring crowd.
The sound of women weeping. The hatred.
The chaos.

And then I saw Him.
His back was torn open.
His face barely recognizable.
Blood matted in His hair.
A crown of thorns pressed into skin.

He was trying to carry it.
Trying.
But His body was giving out under the weight.

And suddenly, that weight became mine.
I wanted to protest.
I wanted to say, “This is not my fight. I have done nothing wrong. I do not belong in this story.”

But before the words could leave my mouth, the wood pressed into my shoulder.
The cross was heavier than I imagined.
It dug into flesh.
It scraped bone.
It pressed the air out of my lungs.

And I was angry.
Angry at the soldiers.
Angry at the crowd.
Angry that my day had been interrupted by someone else’s suffering.

But then I looked at Him.
He was close enough that I could hear His breathing.
Labored.
Shallow.
Determined.

His eyes met mine.
There was no resentment there.
No shame.
No apology.
Only love.

Love?
For me?
I was the one forced to carry His cross.
I was the unwilling participant.
The drafted helper.
The man caught in the wrong place at the wrong time.
And yet when His eyes met mine, it felt like I had been chosen.

Chosen.
I thought I was helping Him.
But somewhere between Pilate’s Hall and Golgotha, I realized something terrifying and holy, He was letting me carry it.

The weight on my shoulders was wood and blood and splinters.

But the weight on His shoulders was the sin of the world.
My burden was temporary.
His was eternal.

And still…
He let me step into it.
He let me feel the heaviness.
He let me taste the cost.
He let me walk beside Him in the suffering.

I had planned to simply observe Passover.
Instead, I carried the Lamb.

I did not know then that this cross would not be the end.
I did not know that three days later the stone would roll.
That death would bow.
That the One I walked beside would rise in glory.

All I knew was the weight.
And sometimes I think about that day when my life was interrupted by obedience I did not volunteer for.

* I have come to understand something since then. . .
Some crosses we do not choose.
Some burdens find us.
Some callings feel forced upon our shoulders by circumstances we did not pray for.
But if you look closely—
He is always near.

Breathing.
Bleeding.
Walking beside you.
And what feels like punishment
may be proximity.
What feels like interruption
may be invitation.
What feels like inconvenience
may be initiation into glory.

I thought Rome conscripted me.
But Heaven had written my name into the story long before that morning.
I carried His cross for a mile.
He carried mine for eternity.
And now when I feel the weight of obedience,
when I feel pressed into service I did not plan,
when suffering brushes up against my life without permission—

I remember His eyes.
And I no longer ask,
“Why me?”

I whisper instead,
“Let me be close enough to feel the weight.” . . .

This video by John Lennox will really make you think. The beast and its mark are already here. This is thought provoking……even scary. 

It is worth listening to the story of Lucy Biggers on how she became skeptic of all the disadvantages attributed to global warming; but hehhh….can she talk fast, heh?

12 “What do you think? If a man owns a hundred sheep, and one of them wanders away, will he not leave the ninety-nine on the hills and go to look for the one that wandered off?

13 And if he finds it, I tell you the truth, he is happier about that one sheep than about the ninety-nine that did not wander off.

14 In the same way your Father in heaven is not willing that any of these little ones should be lost.

15 “If your brother sins against you, go and show him his fault, just between the two of you. If he listens to you, you have won your brother over.

16 But if he will not listen, take one or two others along, so that ‘every matter may be established by the testimony of two or three witnesses.’

17 If he refuses to listen to them, tell it to the church; and if he refuses to listen even to the church, treat him as you would a pagan or a tax collector.

18 “I tell you the truth, whatever you bind on earth will be bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth will be loosed in heaven.

19 “Again, I tell you that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will be done for you by my Father in heaven.

20 For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them.”   Matt 18:12-20 (NIV) 

“Or suppose a woman has ten silver coins and loses one. Doesn’t she light a lamp, sweep the house and search carefully until she finds it? And when she finds it, she calls her friends and neighbours together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost coin.’ In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents” (Luke 15:8-10).

Interesting is it not? Two parables from the Word of God (Jesus) with seemingly the same message….Why? Look carefully. The lost coin was part of a set of ten. One of them was missing. The one lost sheep was part of a bigger group of 100. Also, just one of them missing. What is the significance? Jesus is talking about 2 different groups where we may have an influence. Clearly, from the context, the group of 100 refers to our church—the people we see regularly—and we notice when one is absent. The parable of the lost coin is about a smaller group. It seems most obvious that this is someone in our direct family who has gone astray and needs our attention.

A good shepherd knows his sheep, and he easily notices when one of them is missing. Our attention is on that one person who is missing, “lost”; somewhere in the veld. He excluded himself from the others and wandered off, alone. I guess this is someone who has lost sight of his/her destination and therefore lets go of his/her ethics. Note that our Father concerns Himself with this one single person (vs. 12-14). The impression is created that the ninety-nine sheep are somewhat neglected as He goes looking for the one sheep that has gone lost. Jesus reveals to us the way our heavenly Father thinks: 99% is not a good result. One is missing. Let Me (me = implied, vs. 15) go and look for his one single person who has gone astray

We find a detailed account on how to deal with conflict situations. Because what do we do when somebody knowingly or unknowingly hurts you? What if someone curses you or tells lies about you? What would you do when someone who is close to you cheats on his/her spouse? Jesus asks us that we must spell out this person’s fault. We must explain to him the consequences of his wrongdoings. There is a good chance that he will listen and that he will change His behaviour (vs. 15). If he does not listen, and, depending on the seriousness of the problem, you can request a meeting where at least two or three people are present. You can then minute what is being said, but it is also important that he or she is informed that there are still brothers and sisters who care about him or her (vs. 16). We can even involve the whole congregation (vs. 17); hopefully he or she will realize that so many people have his/her well-being at heart.

During this whole process there is still a search, inspired by love, to find solutions for the problem that has arisen. Unfortunately, there is a point when we may have to part company (vs. 17). In my opinion this point is reached when we realize that he or she is using us and our ‘Christian’ convictions only to enrich or better him- or herself. You turning the other cheek (Matt. 5:39) might sometimes prove to be counter-productive if this person has discovered that he or she can now always abuse your good heartedness. (see also Matt. 10:14, Mark 6:11)

Ultimately the choice also rests with the individual: if he or she chooses not to be part of the body of Christ then we will still have to respect that decision (vs. 17). In such a case, Jesus says: Treat him as you would a pagan or a tax collector (vs. 17). Does that mean that we have to exclude him or her? No way! The pagan is the person to whom Jesus sends his disciples to preach His gospel of love (Matt 28:19). He Himself ate with the tax collectors and prostitutes (e.g. Luke 19:1-9).

That what Jesus says next in vs. 19 is often quoted apart from what has preceded these verses. I think that this is wrong. What I mean is: many people think that if they want something from God they must just get a few persons to agree with them, and God will give it to them. But I think Jesus is still talking here about this one single person who has gone astray. And exactly in such a case, where we so desperately want God’s love to shine in that one person’s life – and we have this mini-church of 2 or 3 people who want the same thing -, there we have His promise of an answer to our prayers (vs. 19)!

There may be cases of people who are under an evil spell, due to, for example, prior engagement with satanic activities. We will then have to identify and “loose” these binding forces on this person’s life. (vs. 18). In verse 20 Jesus gives the answer to the question that so many people seem to ask: Where is God? It reminds me now of that old story of the atheist and the Christian who were both standing on a hill where a battle was being fought. Noting the horror around him the atheist asked: Where is your God now, where is your Jesus? At that point the young Christian saw two soldiers carrying a wounded friend to a hospital tent. He thought for a while and then pointed to them and said: “there, there is Jesus!” Jesus says: Where there are people standing together who really care for that one fellow-man who seemed to have gone lost, or who is sick, or who is suffering, or who is lonely: there is reconciliation; there is conversion; there is healing; there is friendship; there is God!

Go-ahead. Make that call to the person that comes to your mind now who went missing. Not in any way to try and force your belief or your religion on that person. That is not your job unless you are asked. Your job is to find out how he / she is doing and if there is anything that you can do to help him or her. Let your light shine!