Crosses

As I drove home tonight I heard something on the radio that made me start to contemplate the weight of the cross. How heavy must the cross have been to hold a man on it and still remain standing? Add to that the condition that Jesus was in. Beaten, bruised. Dragging to the point of exhaustion. Barefoot on an unpaved, uneven, rocky road. Yet Jesus moved on, through His suffering because He saw the glorious resurrection at the other end of the situation. Jesus knew that without His death on Good Friday, there would be no Easter Sunday, no redemption. Sometimes it feels like our own crosses are too heavy to bear. We pray for help. We pray for removal of the burden, we look for a way out. Yet we need to understand that every cross leads to an Easter. Every cross ends in a resurrection. We just need to focus to see it. And we always have help. Jesus understands that we need help. After all, Jesus got help from Simon, so why would Jesus not help us?

Maybe you are at a point in your life right now where you feel the weight of a cross. Maybe you feel like you cannot go on. Maybe you feel like you need relief. Be ready to accept it. It may come in a kind word or gesture that makes life a little easier. It may come in a comforting thought that gives peace to mind and soul even if only for a few moments. But it will come. Jesus has promised to leave us His peace. We need only claim it.