Joyce Mancinelli
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When Derrick Spilman was our priest, he introduced the idea of the floral cross to us. The symbolism is so perfect, and we have kept up the annual tradition. On Good Friday a stark, black cross lies before the altar, reminding us of the solemnity and the sorrow of that day. 

But Easter morning is something utterly different. The cross, fitted in its holder by the choirstalls, faces us. Into the wire that covers it, the parishioners tuck spring blossoms. A time of colour and beauty and rebirth-- sadness transformed into joy.