As I was walking up the to three crosses, I noticed sheep, which is very symbolic. There is a story in the bible about the lost sheep. Luke 15: 1-7 Then Jesus told them this parable: “Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them. Doesn’t he leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home. Then he calls his friends and neighbours together and says, ‘Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep.’ I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent".
As I knelt down to pray in front of the crosses, I was so overwhelmed, it was hard to look up and imagine Jesus on the cross, bleeding and in agony, that he died for me and for everyone. He had done no wrong, yet he was crucified so that we could be reconciled with God and have life abundantly, not just in this life but also in the life to come.