Pic of the day – Two Crosses

When I was in grade school one of the nuns tried to explain to me how I could tell if someone wasn’t really Christian the way we were, if it wasn’t real Christianity. It never made sense to me, but the gist of it was that their Cross would not be simple. It took me several decades to figure out that simple referred solely to the number of crossbars, and not to the amount of ornamentation. I spent many years looking at ornate crucifixes in churches, and questioning. I figured it out when I started spending time with the sort of people she’d been warning me about – Coptic and Orthodox Christians. Ah. What great hearts I’ve met under other crosses.