Blog by Rhys Fitzsimmons
The Eyes of Love
Listening to One of my old favourite singers Don Francisco singing about Simon of Cyrene who was forced by the Romans to carry the cross for Jesus, That got me thinking, What a huge honour to carry the cross for Jesus Christ, To help lighten the load, ease the burden for the Son Of Man as he bore the sins of the World on his body, Imagine the eyes of Jesus piercing your soul as blood poured down his face from the crown of thorns,
How much you would desire to comfort him and say, it’s going to be ok, knowing the worst was to come, This Man, who healed so many, cast demons out of the possessed, raised the dead, opened the ears of the deaf, Healed the Lepers, calmed the storms, betrayed and disowned by his own disciples, Those who walked with him, Imagine looking into the eyes of pure Love, as he gasps for breath and reels from the pain of carrying the cross on his back after the 39 stripes from the three pronged whip, What an Honour to be asked to ease this pain for the Son Of God,
Would you carry the cross for the King of all Kings? Or Would you tell him to carry it himself?
New Living Translation
We do this by keeping our eyes on Jesus, the champion who initiates and perfects our faith. Because of the joy awaiting him, he endured the cross, disregarding its shame. Now he is seated in the place of honor beside God’s throne.