One of the Easter traditions here at Broadmeadow is the annual flowering of the cross on Easter Sunday. Crucifixion was a gruesome and horrific method of execution, reserved only for those the Roman Empire deemed necessary to make an example of. Jesus chose to die this painful and humiliating death, despite his fear and apprehension (Matthew 26:39). He chose to die so that we might live, freed from what separates us from God—and each other. In the same way that this beautiful promise was brought forth out of something so terrible, we flower the cross every year as a reminder of Christ’s resurrection and the triumph of love over darkness. There is a beautiful rebirth for us all: made possible by the cross and Jesus’ sacrifice upon it.