He's getting weaker by the minute. Even with Simon's help, Jesus falls, feeling unable to continue. Every ounce of energy from him has been spent, but he's so close. So close to finishing his mission. So close to death, but still a hard journey ahead.And, in a very small way, I know what that feels like. When you have to convince yourself to keep going - even though it's hard, even when the worst is yet to come. That anxiety that we all have faced at one time or another helps us to relate to Jesus. Maybe it's someone at work. Maybe it's someone at home. Maybe it's at a funeral. There are days we need to press on, and Jesus shows us what that means.
That goes both ways too. Maybe the next time I'm feeling anxious, worn down or outright fearful for the next day, Jesus is the person I can talk to about it. He knows because he was there. Walking that road. Falling down. Getting back up. And moving forward - even though the end would be the worst, and best, day of his life.
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