who in bitter pains
poured for me the life blood
from his sacred veins!
it seems fitting that the same wood that was adorned in greens and beads, ornaments and lights at the celebration of His birth be reused to commemorate the days and weeks leading up to His death (and resurrection!).
the christmas tree was saved, exposed to the elements of snow and ice over the past several weeks and cut this weekend; formed into a cross and carved to hold seven candles, a rustic light, to count down to The Triumph Over Death; the reason we gather each week to worship.
as a family, we will light one of the purple candles each sunday in lent, and on easter sunday, replace the burnt-down, broken purple candles with pure, new white ones: a (re)new(ed) creation!