THE DOGWOOD TREE
When Christ was on earth, the dogwood tree grew To a towering size with a lovely hue it’s branches were strong and interwoven. And for Christ’s cross it’s timbers were chosen.
Being distressed at the use of the wood, Christ made a promise which still stands 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 blossoms center a thorny crown. All who see it shall think of me. Nailed to a cross from a dogwood tree. Protected and cherished this tree shall be a reflection of all my agony.”
We have two dogwood trees, a pink one in our front yard and a white one in our back. They were planted in the late spring when the blossoms were coming to an end. We were unsure late last year and early this spring whether they would blossom but as you can see from the picture above, they did.
Everytime I see these trees it reminds me of the gift that Christ gave us the gift that cost him everything even the seperation from his Father.
On this Good Friday let us remember that the death of our Lord and Savior was not in vain, three days later just like the blossoms of the Dogwood tree, he came back. His branches will always be intertwined within us, no matter what we are going through.