Mark 15: 21 A man named Simon, who was from Cyrene, was coming in from the country just then, and they forced him to carry JESUS' cross. (Simon is the father of Alexander and Rufus.)
Ecclesiastes 7:3 Sorrow is better than laughter, for sadness has a refining influence on us.
There's a song called “Watch the Lamb” by Ray Boltz. It tells the story of Jesus' crucifixion from the perspective of Simon the Cyrene. If you have a chance, watch the video on YouTube. Here are the words...
“Watch the Lamb” by Ray Boltz
Walking on the road to Jerusalem,
the time had come to sacrifice again.
My two small sons, they walk beside me on the road.
The reason that they came was to watch the lamb.
And they said, “Daddy, Daddy, what will we see there?
There's so much that we don't understand.”
And so I told them of Moses and father Abraham.
Then I said, “Dear children, watch the lamb.”
When we reached the city, I knew something must be wrong.
There were no joyful worshipers there, no joyful worship songs.
And I stood there with my children, in the midst of angry men.
Then I heard the crowd cry out, “Let's crucify HIM!”
We tried to leave the city, but we could not get away.
Forced to play in this drama, a part I did not wish to play.
Why upon this day, were men condemned to die?
Why were we standing here where soon they would pass by?
I looked and said, “Even now they come.”
The first one cried for mercy, the people gave him none.
The second one was violent, and he was arrogant and loud.
I still hear his angry voice screaming at the crowd.
Then someone said, “There's JESUS!” I scarce believed my eyes.
A man so badly beaten, HE barely looked alive.
Blood poured from HIS body, from the thorns upon HIS brow,
Running down the cross, falling to the ground.
I watched as HE struggled, I watched HIM when HE fell.
The cross came down upon HIS back, the crowd began to yell.
In that moment I felt such agony, in that moment I felt such loss,
Till a Roman soldier grabbed my arm and screamed...
“You!!! Carry HIS cross!”
At first I tried to resist him, then his hand reached for his sword.
So I knelt and took the cross from the LORD.
I put it on my shoulder and we started down the street.
The blood that HE'd been shedding was running down my cheek.
They led us to Golgotha, they drove nails deep in HIS feet and hands.
Yet upon the cross I heard HIM pray, “FATHER, forgive them.”
Never have I seen such love in any other eyes.
“Into THY hands I commit my spirit,” HE prayed and then HE died.
I stood for what seemed like years, I'd lost all sense of time...
Until I felt two little hands holding tight to mine.
The children stood there weeping. I heard the oldest say,
“Father, please forgive us, the lamb ran away!”
“Daddy, Daddy, what have we seen here?
There's so much that we don't understand?”
So I took them in my arms and we turned and faced the cross.
Then I said, “Dear children, watch the LAMB!”
Isaiah 53:7 HE was oppressed and treated harshly, yet HE never said a word. HE was led as a lamb to the slaughter. And as a sheep is silent before the shearers, HE did not open HIS mouth.
John 1:29 The next day John saw JESUS coming toward him and said, “Look! There is the LAMB of GOD who takes away the sin of the world!”
Remember today what GOD's perfect LAMB, HIS only SON, sacrificed for you....”Like a rose, trampled on the ground, HEtook the fall...and thought of” you, above all. AMEN!!!!
(If you feel led by the HOLY SPIRIT to completely submerge yourself in the sorrow of the crucifixion, check out the music video “The Hammer” by Ray Bolz. And lets not forget to watch “The Passion” or The JESUS Story.” HE bore those nails for me, for you....)