Cross
Growing up, there was hardly a day when I did not CROSS a railroad track or a roadway. So it isn't hard to think of train tracks when I see the word 'CROSS'. We were taught to be very careful at railroad crossings, and our school buses stopped at all railroad crossings. Also as kids, telling the truth with 'words' were not always enough to convince others. Somewhere in childhood, we learned "To CROSS our hearts and hope to die" in order to be believable. Everyone felt 'that act of heart crossing' was proof that no lie was being told. But above all other thoughts, I must say that Christ's death on the CROSS is the most often and most vivid thought and picture that comes to mind when I see or hear the word 'CROSS'. In my mind and belief system, everything that matters with human existence centers around the CROSS of Christ. Before Christ(BC), human hope rested upon and looked forward towards that CROSS, and our present reality now looks back to that same CROSS.
02272019PoSoupContest, Cross, Your Interpretation, Carolyn Devonshire; 3P
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