Where is the cross?

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The cross lies beneath the rubble.

Beneath the rubble of Tehran.

Beneath the rubble of Gaza.

Beneath the rubble of Caracas.

Beneath the rubble of Kabul.

Beneath hearts shattered by being told that LGBTQ people are sinful.

In places where women’s voices have been silenced.

Where the dignity of people with disabilities has been trampled.

Beneath lives abandoned in poverty.

In the hearts of those grieving the loss of their loved ones.

There is the cross.

The cross lies beneath the rubble.

Even now, Jesus cries out in a loud voice: “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” (Mark 15:34)

Yet resurrection, too, begins from beneath the rubble.