Lenten Devotional: Simon of Cyrene by Richard Richardson

Over this Lenten season, the Spiritual Formation team at First Presbyterian Church in Bend put a call out to all to submit writings for a Lenten Devotional. I will do my best to post those here daily. You can also go to our website and access all of the devotions on a pdf file.

Here is the next submission:

Simon of Cyrene

The stranger walked into the stable that night
I could just see his face as he knelt in the light
The baby coo-cooed to his mother’s delight
As the stranger lovingly held him tight

It was thirty long years till I saw him again
He was still a strong man as he’d been at yore
But worry and toil where now etched in the skin
Of the face of this man who I’d seen before

The soldiers grabbed him and forced him to bear
The burden that Jesus was carrying there
He trembled with fear under their pitiless glare
And wanted to run but he just didn’t dare

When they finally released him he started to cry
The baby he’d worshiped was going to die
Where was the promise — the pie in the sky —
Proclaimed by angels long ago from on high

He watched there for hours and hoped against fear
That mighty powers would somehow appear
And rescue the young man from the fate that lay near
But one mighty shout made his hope disappear

They brought Jesus down later that day
A couple of rich men took him away
I walked with the shepherd to the room where I stayed
We ate then we went with some others to pray

About three days later he packed to return
To his wife and family and his other concerns
Our hope had been vanquished our hope had been burned
And the young man we hoped in took a wrong turn

But just as he started to head out the door
Without an idea of what was in store
A woman came running with tales galore
That Jesus was living not dead anymore

We thought she was crazy so we went on our way
I went with the shepherd we didn’t delay
Another man joined us who had plenty to say
He explained scriptures to us as we walked that day

When evening drew near we stopped at an inn
We cooked some small fish and were about to begin
The man turned his face to Heaven and then
As he blessed the food we recognized Him

Simon of Cyrene copyright 1996 by Richard Richardson


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