He falls again.
Such a short distance from his last fall.
There is no record of anyone helping him up.
“I looked about, but there was no one to help . . no one to lend support.” (Isaiah 63:5)
Pins him to the ground.
The sins of the universe converged in that piece of wood.
Wood that could be used for a fire
giving warmth, creating fellowship, bringing people together.
Wood that could be used to build homes, schools, churches,
fostering security and sharing.
Instead — forced into a crucifix
“a stumbling block . . . an absurdity.”
He is determined to go on.
This is not a script. . . .
This is brutal reality.
There is no easy, sophisticated way
to renew the world.
He must struggle to die.
We watch him get up,
rise from the dust of human oppression, and
Every step toward the place called “The Skull”
By the force of our sin —
By the depth of his love.
He is determined to complete his mission.
“No one takes my life from me: I lay it down freely.”
When the job disappears
When the project flounders
When sickness slows us down
When all our efforts seem to be for nothing
We want to quit.
But when we are spending our energies and
emotions on something great enough,
Quitting is not an option
it is worth every effort of our lives.
We seldom realize fully that we are sent to fulfill God-given tasks. We act as if we were simply dropped down in creation and have to decide how to entertain ourselves until we die. But each of us has a mission in life. We were sent into the world by God just as Jesus was. [As you sent me into the world, I have sent them into the world — John 17:18.] Once we start living our lives with that conviction, we will soon know what we were sent to do. Henri Nouwen
Yet ours were the sufferings he was bearing
…ours the sorrows he was carrying.
He was being wounded for our rebellions
crushed because of our guilt,
the punishment reconciling us fell on him,
and we have been healed by his bruises.