I pulled off the highway when I saw the little white church on the hill. It was an old Catholic church with a long, winding stairway from the street. Fall colors provided the backdrop for a cross covered with moss. I sent the photo to a friend and he responded immediately with four words: "The Old Rugged Cross." It's good to have friends who share a passion for the "classics." It's wonderful to have a Savior whose obedience to the Father, love for mankind, opened the door to life eternal!
"...and He Himself bore our sins in His body on the cross, so that we might die to sin and live to righteousness; for by His wounds you were healed." 1 Peter 2:24
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