Good Friday…Good Day for a Good Visit

Today our dear friend Linda H. spent the afternoon with us. She brought Arby's sandwiches and I made cran-apple crisp. So we ate and then talked about LOTS of things...caught up with each other...shared memories...and...chased a lot of rabbits...covered lots of subjects! Linda and I walked around our yard. She is a wonderful gardener...which I am not...I envy her green thumb. She planned to come visit us after she ran an errand in Tullahoma, but was unable to complete her task since her destination was closed due to it being Good Friday. That just means another visit in the near future! She brought me some old craft/needlework magazines that I look forward to perusing...late night reading material! Our church livestreamed our Good Friday Service this evening. We really appreciate today's technology that allows us to attend services from home. Woody's dialysis for the night is underway so Good Friday is waning. We're looking forward to another visitor tomorrow! Be safe! Be well! Be cautious! I'll end with The Legend of the Dogwood that tonight's photo can illustrate. THE LEGEND OF THE DOGWOOD TREE There’s nothing more majestic than a dogwood in spring, decked out with fabulous flowers! To some people, though, dogwoods hold a deeper meaning. The legend of the dogwood tree is an age-old story that tells the story of this magnificent tree and how it become the tree we know and love today. Our story begins almost two thousand years ago in Israel. If you ventured into the forests of Israel at that time, you would have seen plenty of sturdy oaks, lofty cedars, walnut trees, and more—all of which are fine and noble trees, loved and used by carpenters. However, one tree was prized above all others: the mighty dogwood. Back then, the dogwood lacked its distinct fruits and flowers, but it was still impressive, rising taller than any oak or cedar. Its wood was strong, hard, fine-grained, and easy to work with. It had no equal, and it was constantly in demand. During this time, a simple carpenter was declared King of the Jews and was sentenced to death. The method of execution? Crucifixion. And the tree used to fashion the iconic wooden cross? A dogwood. According to the legend, the dogwood felt great sorrow for the role it played in Jesus Christ’s death. While on the cross, Jesus sensed the tree’s anguish, and he decided to transform it so that it could never again be used in crucifixion. From that point on, the dogwood was no longer a tall, stately forest tree. Rather, it became a small and shrub-like tree with thin and twisted limbs. Jesus was taken down from the cross and placed in a tomb. Three days later, he rose from the dead. At the same time, the dogwoods in the forest burst into bloom, and they continue to do so right around Easter in what is believed to be a celebration of Jesus’ resurrection. While the dogwood tree never again took part in an execution, it’s still said to carry the marks of Jesus’ crucifixion. Its four large petals represent the cross he died upon, and each petal displays four red-tinged notches that are said to represent four nail holes. And in the center of each flower is a green cluster that is symbolic of Jesus’ crown of thorns. Alas, the legend of the dogwood most likely originated in the United States in the 20th century. While we know Dogwoods are not native to the Middle East, nor would they have been found growing there in Jesus’ time, this story is one to think about and ponder! Nevertheless, the legend persists, and many Christians revere the beloved dogwood as it continues to remind them of Jesus’ love and sacrifice.