Station #5- Simon Helps Jesus
He needs help.
No one knows this better than the soldiers.
Had they not beaten him?
Didn’t one of the more ingenious among them weave a crown of thorns?
“Destroy this temple and in three days, I will rebuild it.”
Indeed! He can’t even make the short distance to Golgotha.
The soldiers had their orders: Crucify him . . .
Not let him drop over dead on the way.
He needs help.
“I am the vine, you are the branches. . . ”
Yet how often we, like the soldiers, shift our responsibility.
Unlike the soldiers, however, we’re not under orders.
It’s worse . . . We rationalize and lie to ourselves.
We have reasonable cover-ups for our lack of involvement.
We excuse ourselves for our apathy and squandered energy.
What can I do? we plead.
No one person can bear the concerns of all, unless it be God himself.
Why carry a larger, heavier cross?
Leave that to the Lord.
To lend each other a hand when we’ve fallen, perhaps that’s the only work that matters in the end.
It is the time of decision. Will we fall in behind Simon of Cyrene? Will we allow ourselves to be pressed into service. Or better yet, volunteer for it? It’s time to look around, to see who needs help . . . who needs to be lifted up . . . to know they’re not alone, discarded, scorned. We must come down a step or two in our attitude . . . but if, in doing so, another is brought up a step or two . . . it means we will be able to walk together . . . as brothers and sisters in Jesus Christ.
For none of us lives for himself and none of us
dies for himself; while we are alive
we are living for the Lord, and when we die,
we die for the Lord: and so,
alive or dead, we belong to the Lord.
Art: Vine and Branches, by Kimiyoshi Endo
Christ of the Breadlines, by Fritz Eichenberg
Song: “Trading My Sorrows”