I keep crosses all over the place, I keep little wooden ornament crosses in the most odd places ... like ... the junk drawer or when I had a car ... I threw one in the glove box. I hang em on door knobs of doors that never open or shut ... I just hang em there ... for me to see, to catch sight of ... as I wonder or dance through a room ... I just might see WHO is keeping me. A brief and subtle reminder of my redeemer ... every where I turn.
I glued the little green cross to the wooden cross ... to make one cross ... so I might never forget ... I keep this cross ... atop of a mosaic piece ... next to a bowl and in the bowl of little rocks sits my Jesus Rock, so if you stop by for a visit ... you might see ... what HE means to me ... this ALL sits right, next to a candle, I might light at any given moment in remembrance of what he did for you and for me. WE.
But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. Isaiah 53:5 (KJV)
Today, is Sneak Peak Friday, I'm linking up with Jennifer, over at Studio JRU, check em all out or join in.