![]() However, Christ embraces His cross and begins the journey to Calvary. We can’t be sure whether He was only given the crossbeam to carry or the entire cross, but any weight would have felt impossible for Him to carry in that kind of condition. Because of the wounds already inflicted on Him, Christ would probably have had difficulty moving without excruciating pain. He is probably already close to death when He is condemned to death by crucifixion. So with that in mind, let’s dig into the Fourth Sorrowful Mystery.Ĭhrist has been beaten, scourged, mocked, crowned with thorns, and with all of that has probably neither slept nor ate in the last 12 plus hours. The cross beam is estimated to have weighed 70-90 lbs. Have you ever stopped and wondered, “How much did the cross weigh?” Well, there are no definitive numbers, but historians estimate that the entire cross must have weighed around 300 lbs. We are contemplating the weight of the cross. Why did I share this story? Because we are going to contemplate the Fourth Sorrowful Mystery - Jesus Carries His Cross. It was a very odd and fairly unpleasant sensation to realize that I could not get this weight off me. However, as funny as that was, I hated the feeling of being stuck under all that weight. After taking a few deep breaths, I laughed at the absurdity of what had just happened. He came running and immediately helped me lift the heavy weight off of me. ![]() ![]() Because of the clamps on either side of the weights, there was no way for me to tip off the extra weight. The bar was far too heavy for me to get out from under it. Shockingly, there was no one else in the weight room, so I laid there for a minute just flailing around like a bug stuck on its back. The weight of the bar planted itself on top of me. However, about five reps in, I got stuck. Just like my dad taught me, I pushed myself to the max. I finished my first two sets and started into my third. I felt pretty confident and wasn’t planning to add more weight than I had benched last time. Well, one day I decided I would just go for it. Usually though, I would call him over when it was time for my bench press so that he could spot me. As time went on, my dad and I started doing our own workouts when we went to the gym. I really grew to like our workouts and was very pleased with their impact on my athletic performance. He taught me how to lift weights and would walk me through workouts until I started to get the hang of it. When I was about 13 years old, I started going to the gym with my dad. By Mariah Mulderink Trapped Under a Lot of Weight
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