Sunday, April 26, 2009
The Legend of the Dogwood Tree
Two thousand years ago, few trees in the Middle East were big enough to construct anything. However, one tree was valued above the others for its thick trunk and fine, strong wood. When the Romans came to rule over Jerusalem, their government used this same timber to build the crosses for executing criminals. A group of workers were assigned to gather wood for the crosses. Before long, every Roman official knew the best wood came from these gatherers of execution wood, so those workers became popular.
One day, the wood gatherers received a special request. An officer of the Roman court came and said, "The King of Jews is to be put to death. Deliver an extra-large cross made from your finest wood." So, a fresh tree was cut from the forest of the trees with thick trunks and fine, strong wood. An extra-tall (and extra-heavy) cross was quickly made and delivered.
Three days after the death of Jesus of Nazereth, the chief wood gatherer got alarming news. "All of our finest trees are withering!" the messenger whispered. The wood gatherer hurried to the forest and saw that it was true. Several years later, the chief wood gatherer heard that, every spring, many people visited the old forest that had once made his job so easy. Despite his advancing years, he set out to discover why. He saw the remains of forest, now like a salty bottoms, with only a few trees still standing tall, bare, lifeless and rotting. But what was this? As he drew closer, his feeble eyes could make out the people walking among thousands of beautiful, flowering bushes. Seeing one of his own workers there, the old man said, "No one could ever make a cross out of this twisted wood. Our finest tree has gone to the dogs!" He noticed the beautiful white flowers, each blossom looking as if it had been burned from the touch of a miniature cross.
As told to Ben Baston by his grandmother, Louise Brown.
There is a legend at the time of crucifixion the dogwood had been the size of the oak and other forest trees. So firm and strong was the tree that it was chosen as the timber for the cross. To be used thus for such a cruel purpose greatly distressed the tree, and Jesus nailed upon it, sensed this. In His gentle pity for all sorrow and suffering Jesus said to the tree: "Because of your regret and pity for My suffering, never again shall the dogwood tree grow large enough to be used as a cross. Henceforth it shall be slender and bent and twisted and its blossoms shall be in the form of a cross--two long and two short petals. And in the center of the outer edge of each petal there will be nail prints, brown with rust and stained with red, and in the center of the flower will be a crown of thorns, and all who see it will remember."
The pink dogwood is said to be blushing for shame because of the cruel purpose which it served in the Crucifixion. The weeping dogwood further symbolized the sorrow. The red dogwood, called the Cherokee, bears the color to remind us of the blood shed by our Savior.
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9 comments:
We had dogwoods in our woods growing up. I loved them and was told this story by my mom. I often picked wild flowers for my mom and once broke off a branch for her...She was not happy about that. It was the thought that counts, right...lol GOsh I was about 10.
thanks for the story Carla. I have a white one in my front yard. It was beautiful when we first moved in 12 years ago. But now when it blooms its not as pretty. do you do anything special to yours.
hugs pam
Thanks for telling this wonderful story...
Pat
Beautiful pictures, Carla. Your yard is always so lovely!
Deanna
aww Jenny, yes it is the thought that counts ~ Paige brings me dogwood flowers to and in her mind, God made flowers to pick for mommies :) xox
Hi Pam ~ No, when I first planted them I put miracid on them every time it rained and I used to keep them mulched at the base... Now I do nothing. The pinks are about 15 years old and the white one is only about 9 years old. I had a kousa there that I pruned too much and killed and replaced it with the white one... Hugs, Carla :)
You are welcome Pat... Thank you for stopping by ~ xox Carla
Thank you Deanna ~ Do you still have snow there??? xox Carla
Hi Mr. Lee ~ Thank you so much for stopping by and for your kind compliment :) Carla
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