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Friday, 10 April 2026

Beyond the Cross

 

For the joy set before him, he endured the cross.

Jesus saw the light of God through the cross. He knew where he was going, after he had endured the cross.

I am back from a few days away with the family, wonderful days making memories and filled with laughter and joy. I’ve landed with a thud. My e-mail in box has half a dozen messages from Mom’s insurance provider. Things I need to figure out; a phone call I will need to make. There is also something I need to do by phone later today for her bank. Another situation I have to address concerning her accommodation. And it makes me feel weary, burdened and heavy-laden.

Over these last years, this is the cross I have been called to bear. I am grateful that my love for Mom is strong enough that I can bear it, with Jesus’ help. Come to me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will refresh you, he says.

We are all bearing a cross. The joy lies in the conviction that beyond the cross lies peace, joy, freedom, love, life itself. Salvation.

I am so grateful for Jesus enduring the cross.

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