April 11, 2014

My Journey to God

Simon of Cyrene

Bent low beneath the weight of His Cross,
He struggled to carry it to the bitter end,
Simon of Cyrene watched, and was at a loss,
To understand, as he saw the poor man’s knees begin to bend,
He saw Him fall face down in the dust,
And heard the whips fall across His back,
Pushed into the circle, Simon heard Him say,
Please help Me Simon to carry this cross, you must,
For it is My Father’s plan,
There was another Simon who was to help Me today,
But he denied Me thrice, and ran away,
Please take his place beside Me,
My Father will forevermore bless Thee,
So Simon helped Him carry the cross to Calvary’s hill,
For He said He was doing His Father’s will,
And so each of us must learn in time,
To carry our own cross, for the end is sublime.

By Dee Wilson
 

(Dee Wilson is a member of St. Michael Parish in Greenfield.) †

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