Life on the Edge…(The Trail of Tears – Chapter 20)

“Bre, my backpack is too heavy,” I said. “I don’t feel like I can go any further.”

“Let me carry it for you,” she said.

“It’s really heavy, Bre. You don’t want to do that.”

“Of course I do,” she said. I reluctantly handed over the backpack and she shouldered it like it was a bag of feathers. “You know, this is just like it was when Simon carried the cross for Jesus.”

Her words penetrated the core of my being. “Wow, God sent you to carry my cross for me,” I said. Then I broke down. There I stood in the middle of the busy trail, with tons of people passing by, bawling my eyes out. I didn’t care who saw me. At that moment, Jesus’ sacrifice on the cross became more real, and I began to fully grasp it’s significance. It was an amazing moment and one that I will never forget for as long as I live.

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