For many years on the...
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For many years on the outskirts of London there stood a prominent, very large white
cross. One day in the heart of the city, a British bobby heard the sobbing and crying of a
child. Despite the city noises, he was determined to find and help the child. His careful
listening led him to the brokenhearted child. "I' m lost, I can't find my way home." The
crying continued.
"What is your address?"
"I don't know, I don't know where I live!" The crying continued. "But, but, if you can take me to the hill where the white cross stands, I can find my way home."
How very true that is of each one of us. We must needs go home by the way of the cross. Take your firm stand beneath the cross of Jesus. As a Christian soldier, take up your cross, and follow as he leads.
"What is your address?"
"I don't know, I don't know where I live!" The crying continued. "But, but, if you can take me to the hill where the white cross stands, I can find my way home."
How very true that is of each one of us. We must needs go home by the way of the cross. Take your firm stand beneath the cross of Jesus. As a Christian soldier, take up your cross, and follow as he leads.
