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Why Do We Surround the Cross?

A dramatic narrative for Good Friday Why Do We Surround the Cross? (this is a brief excerpt posted on my blog. Let me know if you'd like to read more) MAN Please--I can't hear if you're all speaking at once—Now quiet! What happened here to have created so much chaos? Please, one at a time... AID Sir, if I may. . . MAN Who are you? AID I am the Governor's aid. MAN Can you shed light on the events that took place here? Jesus is Sentenced to Death AID Well, the governor and I were just about to settle some civil matter when they led him into the room--hands bound behind his back. His head cast down, hair hanging over his face--a tired little man. We stopped our conversation to address the matter at hand--the governor, however was quite impatient. The Jewish leaders started in --I just stared at this poor, weak man. I looked him up and down as the governor circled him listening to the Jews--he seems so small and harmles

A Teacher's Lie...

A Teacher's Story True or not - who cares, How many times do we "misjudge" by appearance?  

Her name was Mrs. Thompson. As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. But that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

 Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn't play well with the other children. His clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big "F" at the top of his papers.  

At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Tedd