A youth used to come to Father Pishoy Kamel looking for work. Finally, an owner of a factory hired him and made him carry a tremendous amount of paper on a bicycle to deliver to various places. One day, this youth came to Fr. Pishoy and said, “Today I carried Jesus’ cross with Him.”
The youth answered, “I was carrying a heavy load of papers on my bicycle and I came to a steep hill at the end of Port Said St, Alexandria. I tried hard to pedal up the hill, but my strength failed and suddenly I found myself falling under a huge pile of papers, I wasn’t even able to move.”
“No one approached me or offered any kind of help. I found Jesus lying down beside me beneath the weight of His cross, and sweat was dripping from Him. I realized that at that moment I was sharing Him His sufferings and I was exceedingly glad. I felt myself not worthy of this great honor. With joy, I started to pray to Him thankfully, “O my Lord do I deserve to carry Your Cross? I am exceedingly glad for the sufferings of Jesus in me.
I carried His cross with Him.
No, it is His cross carrying me.”
→ English translation of the story here at St-Takla.org:حملت معه صليبه!
O Jesus, when every hand seemed cold to me,
I found Your hand stretched out with great love to me!
When I found Your way narrow,
I found that You were my companion in the way of the cross.
You converted the bitterness of the road,
To the sweetness of Your life.
I hear Your loving voice whispering:
“My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”
I kneel before the Cross,
And my earthly life is converted into a heavenly one,
Your Cross is wonderful, lifting me up to You.
He Alone Remained with me
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