peace be with you.
peace be with you.
peace be with you.
on a day a long time ago, Jesus Christ fell down. and on that day a man came forward to carry what Christ couldn't. not a god. not a saint. just a simon. and now here we are, so many days later, all falling down on our faces one by one. and i'm starting to wonder, where are all the simons? when did we forget what it meant to step forward and carry the weight for those around us who couldn't? why are our shoulders so empty of crosses? why are mine?
i didn't take communion today. i'm not confirmed. but i did weep. and i'm starting to think that's a sacrament of its own.
while i'm waiting for easter in these following days, i hope i learn to have the strength to carry more than i believe i can. even if its heavy. even if it has blood on it. and maybe i'll learn how to let Christ carry me while i'm at it.
peace be with you. and if you wouldn't mind, and also with me.
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