Good Friday

One March I was inspired to write a poem about the Forget-Me-Not Cross. I never thought for a moment I was writing it to help me through a trial that I would endure several months later:








n a field of green hills and flora,

I could see a vision of grace and familiarity.

There stood the cross left in all its’ glory with spirit-filled memory.

The closer I came, the more perfect its’reminder,

as a carpet of flowers adorned each bough.

And once I touched my Savior’s cross,

I remembered what God did for Thou.

For on it lay hundreds of flowers,

draped over my Lord’s gift to me.

Each one a sweet forget-me-not,

A fragrant reminder to stay close to Thee.

Months after I wrote this, I was facing a difficult trial regarding my daughter. The grief I felt was almost unbearable. None-the-less I had to see my 81 year old mother for mother’s day, so I got in the car and drove four hours.



Along the way I stopped at my favorite place in the whole world…Stowe Vermont and the beautiful Von Trapp Lodge.



As I walked through the fields and photographed the beauty around me I hoped to find some grace amongst the beauty. I came upon a spot I have never noticed before,



as I walked through the path I looked down and saw a bunch of forget-me-nots. There within fields and fields of green was a patch of forget-me-nots in the shape of a heart.



A little further and I was in the grotto and came upon the cross, and there He was in all His Glory, Jesus.



Just like in my poem reminding me to Forget-Not who is there for me. I wept at His grace.



You see I was walking in my poem and He was with me under that magnificent sky against those majestic mountains. I had been visiting the Von Trapp Lodge for over tens years, and I had never walked on that path, nor saw the cross.



The timing was perfect…God’s timing for me to discover such a beautiful place on such a day of despair. He is always with us, all that we need to do is not forget what He did for us on that cross today.



“For God so loved the world that He gave his only Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16

The song for this post is Sacred Head, a hymn about the passion. The music is by Maruice Sklar, a young Jewish man who instead of committing suicide, found Christ and purpose for his life. He now dedicates his beautiful violin music to praise Our Lord.