Looking For Crosses
I have four of them engraved on my tungsten wedding band equidistant apart. Any way I turn my ring, I see a cross. Hanging on the walls of our house I see a metal wall cross and a cross painting that my wife's friend painted for her. Hanging on for dear life to a refrigerator magnet is a drawing of a multicolored cross lying on pebbled stones that my daughter freehanded. When I'm driving on 75 through Richardson I see it atop First Baptist's steeple. In my wife's car, it hangs from the rear view mirror. However, occasionally, I'll notice a cross by happenstance. I'll see it on the compass of my old watch where the cardinal points cross each other. In our bedroom, we have a clock that has four hands that at just the right time, create a cross. I'll get a screwdriver only to discover I have the wrong size, grab another one and lay it across the first, forming a cross. My workout mat with the weights to the side form a cross. The cross is everywhere, if I woul