He Ain’t Heavy/St Christopher

St Giles Flower Festival/St Christopher created by Carole Annetts

St Christopher medals, key rings … Some one’s going on a journey. Someone travels a lot, from time to time practically everyone has received a little Christopher … Just so they know we wish them safe journeys.

Did St Christopher really exist. So very little is known about him, apart from that he was a martyr probably in the reign of the Emperor Decimus who reigned between 249/251 A.D. Although there is an alternative Emperor suggested in Maximinus Ii Dacian (308-313 A.D)

The name Christopher means Christ bearer and as children we all heard the story of how, one dark stormy night the Saint was roused from sleep by a little child knocking on his door, pleading to be carried across the swollen, dangerous river. I suppose the kindly man would sooner have given the child shelter and a safe, warm bed for the night, but the story goes that he did indeed take the child up onto his back and step into the raging torrent, at each step the child grew heavier but Christopher persevered and both reached the far bank safety, then the child’s true identity, Jesus Christ was revealed.

Now, whatever your thoughts of the story are, please bear in mind these words from Jesus

The King will reply, ‘Truly I tell you, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.’
(Matthew 25:40)

As Followers of Jesus we are asked to help carry each other’s burdens, and to even to carry our brothers and sisters if necessary. To reach out that helping hand, is to follow in Christopher’s footsteps .. Who in his martyrs death followed in Christ’s.

He Ain’t Heavy

The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother
So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We’ll get there
For I know
He would not encumber me
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother
If I’m laden at all
I’m laden with sadness
That everyone’s heart
Isn’t filled with the gladness
Of love for one another
It’s a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we’re on the way to there
Why not share
And the load
Doesn’t weigh me down at all
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother
He’s my brother
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother…

The road is long, but made easier when another shares our journey.


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