The weight

 So they took Jesus; and carrying the cross by himself, he went out to what is called The Place of the Skull, which in Hebrew is called Golgotha. (John 19:17)

The weight

It is as it should be. Jesus carries the cross, bowed beneath the weight of human misunderstanding and cussedness. Nothing new here.

He has carried the weight of disciples who didn’t and couldn’t understand him. He bore the condemnation of those who thought him a libertine for welcoming tarnished and ruined souls into God’s embrace.

He shouldered the constant hectoring of those trying to trap him in his own words and endured the cynicism of a religious establishment that sought only to protect its position and privileges, truth and decency be damned.

And now he carries the instrument of his destruction, a Roman cross, the ultimate expression of oppression and brutality reserved for the poor and most despised.

His death will be like his life, a demonstration in the face of hardened hearts of just how far divine love will go to change our minds about God, about ourselves and about the only thing that really matters in this life.

He carries the weight of the world, bearing it all in love, a love that doesn’t break. Ever.

Pr. David L. Miller

We adore you, O Christ and we bless you.

By your holy cross you have redeemed the world