Today I took a walk in the yard and saw the dogwood tree bloomed profusely. One flower, blown away with the wind, lay on the ground, its white petals a contrast to the dirt.
Remembering the legend of the dogwood I saw anew the likeness of a cross, the curve of a nail imprint on each petal tip surrounded by the color of blood stains, the crown of thorns in the middle.
I picked it up and once again thanked God for sending His son to die on a cross for my sins. When I gazed at the tree loaded with these white crosses I knew there were enough for everybody. He died for all mankind - that includes you.
For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3:16
