Perhaps The Saddest Thing To Admit Is That Those Who Rejected The Cross Have To Carry It, While Those Who Welcomed It Are So Often Engaged In Crucifying Others.
The Cross Is The Approbation Of Our Existence, Not In Words, But In An Act So Completely Radical That It Caused God To Become Flesh And Pierced This Flesh To The Quick; That, To God, It Was Worth The Death Of His Incarnate Son.
But Palm Sunday Tells Us That ... It Is The Cross That Is The True Tree Of Life.
The Cross Reminds Us That There Is No True Love Without Suffering, There Is No Gift Of Life Without Pain.
I Cross Out Words So You Will See Them More; The Fact That They Are Obscured Makes You Want To Read Them.
We Can't Cross That Bridge Until We Come To It, But I Always Like To Lay Down A Pontoon Ahead Of Time.
Without A Doubt, At The Center Of The New Testament There Stands The Cross, Which Receives Its Interpretation From The Resurrection.
Being Cross-genre, You Can Encounter An Image And Decide Not Only How To Best Express It But What Form Would Express It Best.
