Anyone who does not
carry his cross
and come after me,
Hammering, forcing the shoulders
Of those who carry them.
So great the strain,
The misshapen bodies beneath.
The throng emerge
As an unseen multitude
Beneath the horizon
Bathed in the pale light.
Different races, peoples
Prostrate on their knees.
Heaving their own load
They have no escape.
Someone surges forward,
Fixing gazing eyes on the one who leads the way. in him a difference.
With his arms
Clinging the rough wood
That bends him down.
He seems to have a purpose
He seems to know the sense...
On his knees,
He draws them all.
Pressures from society, our peers, and possibly even our weak wills may stop us from being a true follower of Jesus. It can be difficult to lead the way; yet we know the exhilaration of winning a race, or struggling for what is right in life. We know what we should do and yet we carry on doing the things we shouldn't.
It may be difficult for us today to see any value in the cross. Suffering is a great mystery to us. We may have feelings of helplessness and find ourselves only able to ask 'Why'? And yet the choice remains with us. Do we allow ourselves to be crushed beneath the weight of our daily cross, or do we pick ourselves up, and follow in the way of Jesus?
Celebration Themes & Scripture Links
Jesus falls with many
Isaiah 41:10-13; Matthew 11:28-30; 12:15-21
The journet of life
Isaiah 50:9-10.53:4-7;Matthew 3:11,28, Luke 9:57-62; Hebrews 11:13; Ephesians 5:1; Philippians 3:20-21
Lord, to pick up our cross and follow you is a difficult request.
It may be that in today's world
our responsibilities are our crosses.
Whatever the cross may we understand
that only with you the burden is light.
The Service continues with NURTURING
"You will Bear witness for me ... beginning here,"
Love is the only way