There were three crosses on the green hill of Calvary that day. There are three crosses now among men. Secure three small crosses. Let the first one be painted black. This is the cross of people who reject Jesus, as did the impenitent thief. The second is a purple cross; this stands for the people who are sorry for their sins and do truly repent with the heart, as did the penitent thief. The other is the red cross, the cross on which Jesus died and shed his precious blood. Everything depends upon which side of this red cross we take our stand; if on the black side, then we are lost forever; if on the purple side, then we are saved forever. Ask the children to come forward if they will accept Jesus and take their stand by the purple cross. Then it will be Good Friday in their hearts. =Saturday Night= A representation of a spear like the one carried by the Roman guard who stood at the door of the tomb all day. Read Matthew 27:62-66. =Easter Day= Read Matthew 28:1-10; also 1 Corinthians 15:1-20. Secure a small tree, not an evergreen tree, but a common tree with leaves just commencing to appear on its branches. This is the Easter tree just awakening from the grave of winter. Only a few months ago the winds whistled through its bare branches, and the snow nestled on its limbs in peace. It was to all appearances dead. But the gentle sun began to shine, and the soft winds began to blow, and the tree life returned again. It was the resurrection day for the tree, and when the green leaves bloomed it was an Easter tree. In ancient times in a great gay cathedral far away on Easter dawn the people assembled to greet the return of Easter Day. The great choirs marched in, singing their glad tones. At the end of the procession the bishop marched, carrying in his hands a great tall candle five feet high and six inches thick. He set it into a stone socket on the top step of the altar. Silence fell upon the great crowd as they worshiped in the dark and waited for the dawn. The sunshine was just commencing to creep through the cathedral windows and at last the sun's ray had touched the tip of the great candle. The bishop took from his robes a burning-glass lens and held it over the candle wick centering the sun's ray upon it. The wick smoked, then glowed, and burst into flame. The Easter sunrise had lighted the Easter candle. The choirs sang a hymn of joy. The people pressed forward and lit their pieces of tinder from this candle, and as they did so they said, "Christ is risen indeed."