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Many years ago, a dogwood tree grew just outside of Jerusalem. It was as tall and strong as an oak tree. This tree liked to dream that something wonderful would happen to it. "I'll probably become the mast that holds a big sail on a big ship, or maybe with my great strength I will support a big fancy house." The tree had it's big dreams. Then one day the tree was cut down and all its dreams ended as it was made into the cross on which Jesus was nailed. The tree was in agony as each nail was driven into it. Jesus took pity on the tree and as he carried it through the streets he made a promise to the tree. "You will never be put to such a use again. From this day on your shape will change, you will become slender and sway easily in the breeze. You will bear white flowers in the shape of a cross, with dark, red bloodstains at the side of each petal to show the world how you have suffered. Last of all, the center of your flowers will be marked as though with a crown of thorns, to remind people forever that you and I spent our last moments together." |
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