On a hill far away stands an OLD Rugged cross..

Music The Old Rugged cross..

Page and photos by Bobo..

 

Think of blind faith

as blind trust in

PEOPLE..

My original thoughts

that inspired me to

make this page.

9/11 and 3/2003

What our government

told us..

and how we/the people voted

with blind trust in

our leaders

 and

Fox news..

 

Read  green column on left first..

I have forgotten the words.. (SEE the words)

Today I played with some pictures thinking about faith..

Here I have a jagged ridge on Mt. Shasta with three crosses..

The first one is big and stands out in front..

The next one is blurry and stands back..

The third one is sharp and stands up strong..

All three stand for blind faith..

I QUESTION which is the best..

If you never question I guess the first one is best.. believe everything unquestioned..

The second one is blurry blind faith.. You believe but you always question..

The third one You believe but always are open for change..

Most of us are not open to change.. 

 

In my own life I have changed but not far from my roots..

Most of my faith came from my parents.. Mom and Dad

At one time I believed you had to think/believe like me to be Saved.. Blind faith..

Is there such a thing as being SAVED? or is this the BLIND FAITH I talk about?

 The Fear of not being Saved..

Then many years later, I changed and began to think that there are a lot of good people out there that believe different than me.. Also there was a power stronger than the faith I was working with.. I still only know my original faith, but have been able to accept many other ways to communicate with my/our maker..

I still question why we have wars, Was this our maker's wishes?

Or that of clever men?

 Having the ability to twist the minds and souls of others into total blind faith.?

Most of the time using FEAR as their tool of persuasion..

 

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About the above pictures.. Several pictures I took and combined.

The rugged cross that I made for an art exhibit, a shadow of me taking a picture 

and a little girl blowing the world a kiss through the RUGGED CROSS..

The rugged ridge at her elbow running up Mt Shasta western slopes

is shown in the upper picture with pictures of the rugged cross..

 

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The Old Rug­ged Cross was writ­ten in Al­bi­on, Mi­chi­gan.

Or Po­ka­gon, Mi­chi­gan.

Or Stur­geon Bay, Wis­con­sin.

All three towns claim to be the birth­place of this hymn.

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On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross,
The emblem of suffering and shame;
And I love that old cross where the dearest and best
For a world of lost sinners was slain.

Refrain

So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross,
Till my trophies at last I lay down;
I will cling to the old rugged cross,
And exchange it some day for a crown.

O that old rugged cross, so despised by the world,
Has a wondrous attraction for me;
For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above
To bear it to dark Calvary.

Refrain

In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine,
A wondrous beauty I see,
For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died,
To pardon and sanctify me.

Refrain

To the old rugged cross I will ever be true;
Its shame and reproach gladly bear;
Then He’ll call me some day to my home far away,
Where His glory forever I’ll share.

RefrainWords & MusicCridit web site: George Ben­nard, 1913 (MI­DI, score).
http://www.cyberhymnal.org/bio/b/e/n/bennard_g.htm