We read of our Lord being weary (Matthew 8:24) and withdrawing with the disciples for rest (Mark 6:31). His humanity was—and is—real. As a man, He experiences being weary just as we do. But on the cross, I dare to suggest His exhaustion peaked.

The sins of His people would be laid on Him as darkness enshrouded the world. His holy soul revulsed at the thought of being made sin for His people. Then, His beloved Father would strike Him and turn away from Him (Mark 15:34). The physical abuse He endured had changed His appearance so that He ceased to look human (Isaiah 52:14-15). However, the fact He bore sin and was abandoned by His Father were the most shameful and spiritually painful aspects of all His suffering. Hence, I say that the time on the cross was His busiest and most trying hours among us.

Yet, in the midst of unspeakable suffering—when the repentant thief asked for His help—the Man of Sorrows gave the thief His full attention and granted his request. Are you not amazed at the intense love the Saviour has for sinners, that in His darkest hour He could ignore the suffering that consumed Him and attend to the thief?

Now in the glories of heaven at the Father’s right hand, our Good Shepherd rules and reigns over all things for the good of His people. We—as His people coming for help—may well hear Him say that we are never a nuisance to Him. He sees us as of infinite importance and He can set everything aside to attend to our feeblest cry for help. His people are no bother at all!

Man of sorrows what a name
for the Son of God, who came
ruined sinners to reclaim:
Hallelujah, what a Savior!

Bearing shame and scoffing rude,
in my place condemned he stood,
sealed my pardon with his blood:
Hallelujah, what a Savior!

Guilty, helpless, lost were we;
blameless Lamb of God was he,
Full atonement can it be?
Hallelujah, what a Savior!

Lifted up was He to die;
"It is finished" was his cry;
now in heaven exalted high:
Hallelujah, what a Savior!

When he comes, our glorious King,
all his ransomed home to bring,
then anew this song we'll sing:
Hallelujah, what a Savior! 

 -  P.P. Bliss