Cyrene is the present-day Libya. It is probable that he had made the journey of almost 800 miles to celebrate Passover in Jerusalem. He was “coming in from the country,” he was “passing by.” There is no indication that he wanted anything to do with this gruesome execution. However, he was forced to lay aside his plans and take up the cross of Christ. He was not in charge of his destiny. Who was in charge?
If we look at this scene from simply a human perspective, it appears that his plans were hijacked by the tyranny of Rome. But if we use the lens of Scripture we see a different picture. “The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord: and he delights in his way” (Psalm 37:23). Look at what this verse is telling us. It is not only the path that is directed, it is the steps. His steps led him directly to the cross of Christ.
Jesus had taught His disciples that if anyone wanted to come with Him that he must deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow Jesus. We know from the gospel of Luke that the soldiers seized Simon, put the cross on him, and made him carry the cross behind Jesus. Perhaps, as with all the other disciples, it wasn’t Simon who chose Jesus, but Jesus who chose Simon.
Whose cross was Simon of Cyrene carrying? Was it his cross or was it Jesus’ cross? The answer is, both. Every morning I pray a verse from the book of Philippians. My prayer is that I might know Christ the Messiah intimately. I ask that I might know His resurrection power. Last of all I ask that I might share in His sufferings, becoming like Him in His death. Jesus Christ laid aside His celestial robe and instead He bore our griefs and carried our sorrows. Today, Jesus still invites anyone who would follow Him to deny himself, take up his cross, and follow Him. We know Simon’s name because the Sovereign Lord knew Simon’s name. He knows the name of all who follow Him.
Thank you for the insightful reminder of God's sovereignty over our lives even, or especially, when we encounter unwanted interruptions.
ReplyDeleteSarah, such great things to ponder. A few years ago I was walking the stations of the cross at a monastery. My heart was heavy praying over Artie and his heavy cross if Parkinson’s. I stayed at the station where Simon was leaning in to carry the cross of Christ. It hit me that somehow in the mystery if God that this was a cross that I could do so little to help bear. I was like Mary looking on and weeping. That image has stayed with me and I think of it often as I look for small ways to enter into Artie’s suffering. I love your daily prayer of wanting to know God and the intimacy that comes from entering into his suffering. Thanks for alwayscoffering rich things to ponder.
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