EEB >v^ f\/S EE3 CD L_ Legend has it that, long ago, the dog w'ood came into bloom on Calvary and that, afterwards, a cross was implanted into the flower itself, to remain for all time. You can see it if you look closely, rust brown against the white of each in dividual blossom. Many of us carry crosses, faint like the dogwood's emblem but with us, never theless. Somehow, in this Lenten season, we become particularly conscious of them and of our need for help—a certain kind of help, that can be found only through the things we learn in Church. The Church doesn't pretend to banish our cares and woes. But, its teachings realistically consider the experiences of life itself. No matter what our personal cross may be, we seem able to bear its burden with more strength. Lent is a wonderful time in which to begin making church-going a regular part of your life—if you haven’t already.

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