Lead Me to the Cross

 

Lead Me to the Cross

Have you ever thought of the words “Lead me to the cross?” I heard a song with those words, and it got me to thinking that if I were a witness to Christ’s Walk up Golgotha, if I were to see his body having been beaten and all bloody; to see Him struggle to carry the cross and then be dragged up the hill, how would I be? Would I just be a curious onlooker or would I be one of the mockers to taunt Him to save Himself? No, I believe with all my heart, knowing that I love Jesus that I would want to follow Him and stay with Him until the end. But would I have the strength to do so? I know my heart would be breaking, I would feel too weak to walk on my own. Someone would have to lead me, or better yet, carry me to the cross. I wonder how Mary had the strength to go all the way up the hill behind her son. To witness the cruelty Jesus suffered. I can’t imagine watching my child go through something so horrendous. It’s bad enough when we sit by a loved one whose life is slowly stepping away from us. To know that Mary, Mother of our Savior had the strength to go on gives me comfort in knowing that only through the strength of God could she have made it up that hill. God offers that strength to us too as we walk through our daily lives. He is forever with us, an ever-present help in time of trouble. Without Jesus we aren’t able to walk through all this life has to offer.

For more posts like this, go to: https://sherrysouthard.blogspot.com.