At some point in my life, frankly speaking, I wondered whether Jesus was a racist.
According to some research, Simon of Cyrene, who assisted Jesus at the most critical moment on His way to the Cross but received no iota of appreciation from Him, was a black man. He was a man of colour, according to some historians. Could it be that Jesus didn’t like black men? Could Jesus have been racist?
At a certain point in my life, a myriad of such thoughts flooded into my mind.
Nevertheless, even then, it was impossible for such suggestions to stick. That was not the Jesus I had come to know from the Bible. So the thoughts didn’t last long at all; but, honestly, they swirled in my mind for a few minutes.
Then one day, the Holy Spirit opened my eyes and I saw it!
“…and when they had mocked him, they took off the purple robe and put his own clothes on Him, then they laid Him out to crucify Him. A certain man of Cyrene, Simon, the father of Alexander and Rufus was passing by on his way from the country and they forced him to carry the cross.”
The Cyrene was compelled to carry Jesus’ cross.
This man didn’t do it of his own volition. It wasn’t voluntary. It wasn’t something he did willingly. He was forced; compelled to carry the cross of Jesus Christ.
When I saw that Simon of Cyrene was forced to carry the cross of Jesus Christ, I understood why Jesus Christ never acknowledged his help: It was worthless to Him.
The element of sacrifice in your worship is not enough to make your worship acceptable; it must be voluntary.