I took this photo in 2010 in Copenhagen, at the Church of the Holy Ghost just off Strøget, the long pedestrian street where tourists come to shop and watch the street performers. I’ve been coming back to it all through this Lent. Each one of the three crosses seems to have something different to say about how we hold this mystery. I love the big one on the wall, the sense of the Christ semi-hidden in the wood, emerging slowly, waiting to be noticed by those who have eyes to see. Christ embedded in the stuff of this world, arms open to embrace.