On a Hill Stood a Cross

I often visit my grandparents on the weekends. On the drive to their house I go past this bare hill with a cross on it. During the night it is lit up with white lights. In the middle of a secular world there is this cross, reminding me of Jesus and the redemption story. It means a lot to me and I never miss it. Sometimes it is little things that help us to shift our focus back on Christ.