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The Legend of the Dogwood Tree


As a child I heard this tale, that long ago during the days
that Jesus was here on earth in the form of a man there were
many dogwood trees.

The dogwood was comparable in size to the oak tree and other
monarchs of the forest. Because of its firmness and strength
it was selected as the timber for the cross, but to be put
to such a cruel use greatly distressed the tree.

Sensing this, the crucified Jesus in his gentle pity for the
sorrow and suffering of all said to it: "Because of your
sorrow and pity for My sufferings, never again will the
dogwood tree grow large enough to be used as a cross.

Henceforth it will be slender, bent and twisted, and it's
blossoms will be in the form of a cross; two long and two short
petals. In the center of the outer edge of each petal there
will be nail prints brown with rust and stained with red, and
in the center of the flower will be a crown of thorns, and
all who see this will remember."

~ Author Unknown ~


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One Guy Didn't


Three guys were tried for crimes against humanity.
Two guys committed crimes.
One guy didn't.

Three guys were given government trials.
Two guys had fair trials.
One guy didn't.

Three guys were whipped and beaten.
Two guys had it coming.
One guy didn't.

Three guys were given crosses to carry.
Two guys earned their crosses.
One guy didn't.

Three guys were mocked and spit at along the way.
Two guys cursed and spit back.
One guy didn't.

Three guys were nailed to crosses.
Two guys deserved it.
One guy didn't.

Three guys agonized over their abandonment.
Two guys had reason to be abandoned.
One guy didn't.

Three guys talked while hanging on their crosses.
Two guys argued.
One guy didn't.

Three guys knew death was coming.
Two guys resisted.
One guy didn't.

One.
Two.
Three guys died on three crosses.

Three days later.
Two guys remained in their graves.
One guy didn't.

~ Author Unknown ~


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An Empty Tomb


Words and music by Joel A. Holloway ©1981

Matthew 28:6
"He is not here: for he is risen, as he said.
Come, see the place where the Lord lay."


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"Once for all I gave my life on Calv'ry;
I am now alive forever more,
An empty tomb will always be a witness;
I'm not coming this way anymore."
In my dreams I wandered back to Calv'ry,
To the place where Jesus bled and died.
In His hands my eyes beheld the nail scars;
And I saw the spear wound in His side.

As my tho'ts then wandered to the garden,
To the tomb wherein my Savior lay.
There the angel came and rolled the stone away;
He was gone - He is alive today!

As I stooped and looked into the tomb there,
With the grave clothes lying separately,
As today I ponder all the reasons,
Seems I hear my Savior say to me:

Chorus

"Once for all I gave my life on Calv'ry;
I am now alive forever more,
An empty tomb will always be a witness;
I'm not coming this way anymore.
An empty tomb will always be a witness;
I'm not coming this way anymore.


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