Saturday, November 12, 2005


The tree (Galatians 3:13)

1 comment:

servant said...

In a little grave yard on the Wolfville Ridge overlooking Gaspereau Valley of Nova Scotia, Canada, stands this cross. Behind it, as the sun illuminates the sky after its setting, a tree stripped bare of its leaves by a raging wind storm a few days before ... How well that tree knows the hope only its Maker can give ... the hope of new life after the deathly cold of winter ... What fruit that nearer tree did bear that dreadfully dark day as the Answer to all our ills hung to die a rejected King ... What amazing grace that any of this makes sense to a puny worm as I.