A Nebraska Sandhills Novel
As I travel the Sandhills, I'm always struck when I spy a cross planted in the sand. Some stand large on the skyline, some are small and white, in remembrance of a resident. These wooden and metal signs are symbols born on the day that our Savior died.
Jesus was both the son of a carpenter and the Son of God. He lived a sin-free life, helped the downtrodden, and the religious leaders of the day rewarded him with death on a cross. It was a black day when the authorities crucified God, but something new was coming. Three days later...
The dark clouds parted and the Son returned! Happy Easter everyone!