For good Friday this year I was asked to build 3 crosses for the church. They were used as a visual prop so we could put a nail into the cross as a representation of being nailed to the cross with Christ.
I was priviledged to be asked until half way through when I realised I am a terrible carpenter. Had the idea in my head right however my ability to produce a top quality product was far from superior. Actually my ability to be a walking, workplace health and safety nightmare was very aparant.
Well let's put it this way, the old, rough cross definately looks....well, rough. I can say that I have truly bleed for the cause too. The injury tally was a large split on my right foot (the crosses weigh in at about 44kg) so that took a piece of me and left it on the cross, with a small blood stain, plus many bruised fingers.
Well, now I know that we use our gifts to the greatest benefit of the house! They wanted an old rough cross, well they came to the right man!
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