When I was a young girl, my congregation, Grace Lutheran in Elmwood Park, IL,
put up a plain wooden cross every year during Lent. (It was made from our live
Christmas tree.) A simple sign was nailed across the tall stem.
It read, ”Does it mean nothing to you?”
As a young girl, that question really got me thinking. In fact, that
question has often crossed my mind during the many years since then.
During each Easter Season, many of us usually are reminded of the great
price Christ paid for us to have peace and eternal life. We may pause for a
while and spend more time in grateful prayer and Bible Study, . . .
until life resumes its busy pace. Especially when summer arrives and kids
are out of school. Sadly, our focus on Jesus may slip into the background.
One of my granddaughters, when she was about 4, would often say,
” I want to give Jesus a big hug.” In fact, she even drew a picture of
herself giving Jesus a loving hug.
My point is, many of us, me included, are blessed when we take time all
to stop and give our Lord and Savior a big hug of gratitude.