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A White Cross

Driving
carefree
down the highway
I saw it -
a white cross
tied to a post
of the safety barrier,
a white cross
named in black
garnished
with plastic flowers.
Someone has died,
I thought.
Another
tragic
highway loss.

A white cross -
sign
of grief and loss,
sign
of faith and hope.
For on a cross
crude and bloodied
died one
whose love
met human hate.

Arrogant
autonomous
barbaric
sinful
men
grabbed
the Gift of God
and nailed him there.

Crude
and bloodied
cross -
sign
of human
sinfulness,
sign
of divine
redemptive love
calling
appealing
offering
reconciling
forgiving grace.

By our cross
we mark
our human loss,
yet look
beyond
in faith
and hope.


© Peter J Blackburn 2004
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