I was headed for my car when I paused to see the shadow of the cross on our lawn. Every day I pass by that same spot. Every day I don’t notice the shadow every day I’m just in too much of a hurry to pause and think, and pray, and wonder about the shadow of the cross. So? Well Jesus died on that implement of execution I should remember each day, in fact, I should stand in that shadow giving thanks for His love for me.
Listen to these words from the “Liturgy of the Hours,” “Something strange is happening…God has died in the flesh and hell trembles with fear. He has gone to search for our first parents, as for lost sheep. Greatly desiring to visit those who live in darkness and in the shadow of death, he has gone to free from sorrow the captives Adam and Eve, he who is both God and the son of Eve. The Lord approached them bearing the cross, the weapon that had won him the victory. At the sight of him, Adam, the first man he had created, struck his breast in terror and cried out to everyone: ‘My Lord be with you all.’ Christ answered him: ‘And with your spirit.’ He took him by the hand and raised him up, saying: ‘Awake, O sleeper, and rise from the dead, and Christ will give you light.'”
“Just when I thought I was lost: my dungeon shook and the chains fell off.”