At the time of the Crucifixion, the dogwood had been the size of the oak and other forest trees. So firm and strong was the tree that it was chosen as the timber for the cross. To be used for such a cruel purpose greatly distressed the tree, and Jesus, when he was nailed upon it, sensed this. In His gentle pity for all sorrow and suffering, Jesus said to the tree: “Because of your regret and pity for My suffering, never again shall the dogwood tree grow large enough to be used as a cross. Henceforth, it shall be slender and bent and twisted. Its blossoms shall be in the form of a cross, with two long and two short petals. In the center of the outer edge of each petal there will be nail prints, brown with rust and stained with red, and in the center of the flowers will be a crown of thorns, and all who see it will remember”
Upon that cross of Jesus, mine eye at times can see
The very dying form of One, who suffered there for me.
And from my smitten heart with tears, two wonders I confess,
The wonders of His glorious love, and my unworthiness
Excerpt from the great hymn written by Frederick C. Maker, 1844-1927
“Beneath the Cross of Jesus”
Have a Blessed Good Friday and Easter weekend!