The Cross as Occupational Hazard

So for those of you who have seen the cross we have at MBCC, you know.  This is thing is about 8 feet tall, made of two 4x4 solid pieces of treated wood and HEAVY.  Since we have so many events at the church we are constantly moving this thing around.  "Hey, can you hold my cross for a minute?" is inevitably uttered and is irreverently funny every time.

So let me add to the MBCC cross lore.   Today I was resetting our space after an event and as I was lifting the cross up over something, it slipped out of my hands and landed right on my flip-flop clad foot.  Ouch.  At first I noticed that I may have cut myself, but thought nothing of it.  Until . . . I slipped on something.  Upon closer examination, that something was a pool of blood that had gushed out of my foot.  Nice.

I dare not make any jokes, comparisons or snide remarks for fear of offending anyone further. Plus, the jokes are too numerous that I don't even know where to begin.   But . . . when I got home and told Robin, the first thing out of her mouth was something along the lines of, "I know Jesus didn't, but I wonder if you can get workers comp for that?"  So supportive, and oh so funny.