A dragonfly taps lightly on the window pane drawing my attention away from the computer screen. To the corner of the double sheets of glass, a bee buzzes anxiously around my crape myrtle. Down below, daylilies and gladiolas push through the dark soil seeking a ray of light. Birds are singing. Butterflies are fluttering.Their message is loud and clear. “Spring is here.” The time of revival and resurrection has come. The long night of winter is over. A new day has dawned bringing new life with it.How ironic my surroundings are to me as I observe them. On one side of my home, sits our church and in the front yard, three crosses stand tall and proud reminding everyone of the sacrifice made. On the other side, lies a cemetery. And here I sit in the middle of it all.Between the cross and the grave.Both symbols of death and despair. Both bringing grief and sorrow, on this side of heaven. Yet, on the other side of heaven, they mean so much more. For God’s ways and His thoughts are not ours. From His vantage point, the cross and the grave resemble love and hope. They usher in a new day of peace and life.And here I still sit, living and breathing between the two.Between the cross and the grave one of Jesus’ disciples, betrayed him. This same disciple ended up taking his life. Another disciple denied him three times. Yet, when he realized what he had done, he wept bitterly and repented. Nine of the twelve ran and hid afraid that they too would be killed. Only one stayed with Jesus through it all.Between the cross and their grave, the betrayer took things in his own hand and never found peace. The denier, however, repented and found forgiveness, becoming the leader of the group. The nine who fled, they found the courage to carry the gospel throughout the world. Each one is believed to have been a martyr for their Lord. The one who stayed, well, he lived to a ripe old age and wrote the last book of the Bible-The Revelation of Jesus Christ.Between the cross and the grave, they walked with Jesus. Each one claiming the calling of Peter—“Feed My Sheep*” and “Follow Me*.” They took Jesus to the world.And here I sit between the cross and the grave pondering the call.“Go ye therefore, and teach all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost:: Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen.” (Matthew 28:19-20, KJV)What will I do…Between the cross and the grave?(*Refers to John 21:15-19.)