About twenty years ago Rick Boland and a few guys from our church put together a cross and placed it on the front lawn of our church. It is simple. Two pieces of wood put together. The years have weathered it to a dullish gray. In its simplicity and plainness it is beautiful. The cross has survived storms and hurricanes, blizzards and heat waves. Through the years and the seasons the cross in front of our church has stood strong. For many it is a landmark: “The church with the cross in front of it.” I like to think of it as a beacon in our community, sending a message of love without the use of words, without preaching, without glitz or or bling. It does not bring attention to itself but you can’t help but notice it. It does not cry out as much as it calls to. I have always loved this cross.
