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The Dogwood Tree
Anonymous

When Christ was on earth, the dogwood grew
To a towering size with a lovely hue.
Its branches were strong and interwoven
And for Christ's cross its timbers were chosen

Being distressed at the use of the wood
Christ made a promise which still holds good:
“Not ever again shall the dogwood grow
To be large enough for a tree, and so

Slender and twisted it shall always be
With cross-shaped blossoms for all to see.
The petals shall have bloodstains marked brown
And in the blossom's center a thorny crown.

All who see it will think of Me,
Nailed to a cross from a dogwood tree.
Protected and cherished this tree shall be
A reflection to all of My agony.”

***This is a touching and inspiring legend, but there is no Biblical signifance in it.***

[Lady Jag]

Inspiration is good.

Woodland Walking

I walked into the woodland across a lonely trail I heard the singing of the birds and the flutter of some quail. Then I came upon a stream, the gleaming water was so grand, as I laid back and rested upon a calm and peaceful land. You could sense the stirring of the animals that were all around and you knew that you could not know this in the midst of a town. It was there that dusk had found me and homeward bound I went knowing that when I have free time this is how I wish it spent. robert meadows